I went into high school. I remember looking out the school through a window and looking at my old school, missing it. I also remember tiny fragements of the dream, such as doing work and the teacher talking to us and stuff.
I was masturbating to what looked like a blank white screen, then my mom and her boyfriend came in and saw me doing it with my earphones in. They did not mention me doing it, instead they asked me if they could borrow my headphones. I told them they did not work correctly, they asked why and i showed them. Each of them put on one earbud and i put on some music on my iphone and they listened to it. They figured out why the shouldnt use them and left.
09.30.2012Gift and Aunt from New York (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of my apartment, probably busy reading something, and then I hear a doorbell. I only have a my white underwear on, but I still take a peek through the hole on the door to see who it is. I didn't see anyone there, but as soon as I looked down, I saw a small Black boy wearing a Black shirt and gray shorts. I quickly try to find some clothes to wear, since it would be awkward being half naked in front of some kid, so I grab the nearest clothes, but I can't remember what I wore exactly, maybe a dark colored shirt and dark blue jeans. I open the door, and looked down at the little boy and asked him what he's doing here at my apartment. He responds with, "My momma said to give you this." I replied, "Huh?" He extends his left arm to me, and opens his hand to show a small plastic container, a really really really small one, like the size of a paperclip. The boy leaves after he gives me the small plastic Ziploc bag, and I quick opened it up to see what's inside. It was transparent, but I wanted to know what they really were by zooming my vision on them more. This looks an awful lot like the spare nibs and nib holder in waking life that's in a small bag. However, for this dream, the metal holder that would've been the nib holder to take nibs out of drawing tablet pens serves as some kind of scratcher. To scratch what exactly is what boggled me, and from this point, I can't recall what happened next other than a dream shift. I'm not looking at things above me, as if I'm lying down on the floor outside of an environment similar to my apartment. I'm still wondering who is the mother of the little boy who gave me the small gift. Then I see a blonde guy come downstairs to go somewhere, the stairs are similar to my apartment. A dark blue or black layered railing on the sides, and gray colored steps. It looked like it just rained, because the skies were dark gray. He was wearing a light gray shirt, and dark khaki/butterscotch shorts (the baggy ones with a lot of pockets). He's really skinny, and his visage, he looks like he could be British. He meets this lady that's not too far from where he went downstairs at the time, oh, and he looks like he could be 19 or in his early 20s As I'm still in this awkward position of being able to see people from bottom to up, still feeling as if I'm lying down on the surface, I noticed that the lady talking to the same blonde guy looks familiar to me. I take a closer look at her, and she looks exactly like a lady I know from New York. Let's nickname her "Gl." Gl was fairly obese, she had quite a belly, and she looked pretty much in the same condition as she was the last time I met her in New York a few months ago. She's dark-skinned, and has her hair cut off, but she isn't bald at all. Think of the hairstyle corp cadets males would have to get...the buzzed off haircut, except for Gl, she didn't have it cut that far. She's surprisingly able to talk to his boy fairly well, because in waking life, she had some kind of mental problem with communication, and would end up repeating some things over and over again. She's gotten way better the last time I saw her, and while she's talking to this boy, she's really exhibiting fluent language. I shift my focus on her, since she seems to be the only interesting person at the time in this gloomy environment that looks like it had rained before. (Funny, the environment is just like this in waking life as well). Gl is asking the boy some simple questions like, "What are you currently majoring in?" The boy responds, "Parapsychology." (or something like that) She then finds a way to extends the conversation more by asking more general questions, and there's one question where the boy is a bit shy and worried of answering properly. I believe it could've been a question on why he wanted to do the major in the first place. As I'm still lying down around the grass near my apartment looking at them, I can't remember what happens next. _________________________09.30.2012Let's See Who'll Die + Girl in Asuka's Red Outfit (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Someone is pointing a gun behind my back, and I'm forced to comply to whatever they want me to do. I raise my arms up to show that I don't plan on doing any kind of suspicious acts of bravery. They guide me to an area up a ladder where there are a few people inside already. When I reach to that area, I noticed some person sitting down at some kind of dark gray crate I believe. I looked around the room before paying too much attention to him, and the walls are all covered in turquoise. I have a lot of feelings piling up, and I get worried on why I'm lined up horizontally with people and perpendicular from the guy sitting in front of us. It's hard to make out his visage, pretty blurry. Apparently, we're lined up so he can pick which set of people can die, while the rest are able to live. Crap. He starts moving his fingers quickly doing a "test" run on who could be killed, that heartless bastard..... He eventually points at me during the process, and then a few others to the left of me I believe, which means the ones on the right are considered "alive" for now. The guy doesn't do anything at all, and by this point, there's another dream shift because I cannot recall what happened next. It seems a girl in a red latex suit, or a suit that looks similar to Asuka's from Neon Genesis Evangelion, is escaping from the same environment I was in, but not, I'm spectating what she's going through. She quickly goes down the gray ladder from the top floor, and there's some huge dude that somehow managed to either go down the ladder or come from the other side in the new floor she's in. This girl had dark brown hair, and she kind of looked like Asuka, but some features made her look different. One, I believe she had a few freckles on each of her cheeks, and her face was a little bit more defined than the simple pointy chin structure of Asuka's. She gets a light gray metal chain, and wraps it around the big fat guy's neck coming after her. She tries to choke him manually by going behind him and pulling the chain with all her might to hopefully choke the man. However, something ends up going completely wrong, instead of trying to choke him completely, she lets go to quickly make the light gray metal chain into a noose formation, and lets the guy hang there to die. Because of the man's extreme weight, there isn't any need for him to be at a high elevation and drop down to be hanged. He starts making faces of being choked to death, and he makes quick random motions with his mouth trying to find some way to breathe, but it's pretty much futile. The man dies, and there's blood dripping down on the floor near the girl in Asuka's outfit. For the first time in my dreams, I actually see the explicit portrayal of someone dying, and blood dripping down as well. It wasn't too bad though....but still...after getting the censored treatment of not being able to see someone dying ever since I came to this forum....it's a pretty big step... The girl gets back to focusing on escaping, and I'm wondering if what she did to the man just now was an unconscious sublimation due to her being traumatized and over-burdened with having to stay alive.... Anyway, the girl beings to run away from the guy she just killed, and there are guards coming in her direction. She turns around to go back near the guy she killed, and more guards come her way. She trips on the same pool of blood from the guy she just killed, and as soon as she got up, the guards were already close to her....she's pretty much caught, no way out. Of course, she tries to struggle her way out, making grunting sounds as well, but to no avail. She's brought back to the top floor, but it seems this same floor had another floor above it. A floor within a floor? Floorception!!! Superman appears out of NOWHERE, and casually walks in the opposite direction the captured girl in the red suit is going. From this point, it seems I'm taking on the perspective of the girl in first person view, but I'm not able to control her or anything like that....maybe because she's still bound by the guards still. However, Superman stops and reaches his hand out towards her so that both of them would do a bro fist. As soon as this happens, her red suit starts glowing like crazy. It starts from her fist, to her lower arm section, and then to her elbow, and then a quick canary colored electrical surge forms around her body and disappears. Superman is already gone by this point, but now, the girl is charged up and is ready to kick some ass. I can't remember what she did after that, but I assume she was on the start of destroying the guards behind her._________________________09.30.2012Lecture Room Study Group??? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of a lecture room that looks similar to my Organic Chemistry Lecture class, except this time, the lighting is completely different. It's saturating the atmosphere with a gold color, and I'm sitting near at the top section to the left. Still sitting alone, with the rest of the people in the dream going into their own little groups, despite the seating arrangement being one long table going horizontally. I rest my chin on my hand, and just wait to see what's going to happen next. There seems to be no professor in the room at the time, and I noticed the few people in this room are starting to flock around this one girl. From my perspective, I could only see the back of her head. She had light brown hair, wore a maroon jacket I believe. And like birds to a feather, flock together, I get up from the seat and join the group. I go to the right side of the steps to get to the row they're in. They don't seem to mind me being near them, and it's mostly just females here. There's one girl that looks like another Alyssa that I knew in waking life during High School, she's wearing mostly black clothing, and has her hair tied in a ponytail. Then the girl everyone seems attracted to glances over me for a while, and then I noticed I'm sitting or standing on what would be the left side as you're looking at this screen reading this. The girl takes more glances at me, and each time she does that, I feel a shock of energy....I feel that I need to pay attention to her more, despite her just being a counterpart of the waking life version of the girl I know in my University. Every time she looks at me, I feel as if she's just shy towards me, seeing as when I look at her, she glances over somewhere else. It feels like this is a study group of some sort. I can't remember much after that.
Updated 09-30-2012 at 03:49 PM by 47756
Getting Some I was with a young lady in a house. She wasn't really naked, but she needed some underwear and I gave her my briefs. I still wasn't missing my underwear. There were other people in the room, but I touched her leg near her vag. She lifted up her underwear and I touched the outer part of it. I was afraid to get in trouble for doing this with people in the house, so I quit, but I did this again. She lifted her underwear again and I touched her again. It was nice. Theft I was with someone, walking down an outdoor corridor at what appeared to be a school. We were breaking in. I had my Falcons hat on. I ended up stealing a pair of prescription glasses. The were typical glasses from the 50's and 60's with thick, black rims. the prescription was so weak that I could see fine with them on. I don't wear glasses IWL. Why I wanted them is beyond me. I took nothing else from this place. Later, we went back. I thought about how dumb it was to be stealing anything in the first place. I thought about video surveillance, and then saw the video of me walking in to steal the glasses on the first trip. My Falcons hat wasn't much of a disguise. I think I had the glasses as part of my disguise already. I didn't quite look like myself, but for the most part, yeah. You could tell it was me. This time, I was there, again, with some DC, and the DC wanted to get some checks from the person I stole the glasses from. I saw the DC pretty well. After waking up, I don't remember him perfectly, but he looked like Richard from Damion Omen II, only younger. He was explaining that he just wanted to take a few checks. He wanted to get just a little money from this person. It was no vendetta. This target was already hit, and so he was also the current target. I felt really bad for the victim, and thought that taking his checks was not right. Then someone pulled into the parking lot. We decided to split up and leave the area. I walked away and there was now a street fair going on. I saw lots of food and different crafts. I can't remember them well, but it was pretty cool. I talked to a vendor giving change and helping many customers. I commented on how I should have gotten some food at the fair. Dream Skip I was at a yoga class or some other type of soulful self-help class. I was really into this class. The leader was rapping up the class and did her closing thing by saying, "On three, say bye. One...Bye!" I don't remember her counting off completely, but I knew I had to say "Bye" with the teacher, but I got lost in the count, and she said it, but I missed it. I put my forehead in my hands and complained that I always missed her saying good-bye. I got some attention and sympathy from a female DC for wanting to participate. I went on in detail about how it always happened one way, then another, then the first way again. I explained it in detail. I liked the attention, but I did want to participate in the "Good-bye" ritual, and it was a mentally healthful exercise, so it wasn't as stupid as it sounds.
September 8, 2012 I am with people. A hotel. A desert. Burning? I am falling. The Tower. I raise my hand and point up. The power of The Star. I stand. Running. Someone summoned a demon. H-A-B-R-A-T-O-S? I am running away? People are running away from it. In a house. I hide under the stairs. A woman was looking for me. I don't want her to find me. I wanted her away. If I am with her, the demon might find me as well. She sounded desperate. I just want her to go away. NOTE: Ghaddar. Marbas.
Dream I was at what would best be described as a military camp-school. I was in a building that reminded me of hogwarts in the way that it was old and classical in appearance. I was in a team of 4 people: a 14 yo girl, a 18 yo guy, and a 15 yo guy. We were at an indoor pool. There seemed to be a lot of teens there, but no adults or CO's. Everyone, including us, had red M4's with lethal rounds. I walked down the stairs and the 14 yo came with me. I thought of transforming my M4 into a M1 Garand a little while later. The girl and I went down the last flight of stairs into a dinning hall, in which had T.V.'s that monitored the major sections of the camp's buildings. On the screen I saw my old friend, Dayne, pull out his pistol on a 13 yo kid after a short conversation with the kid. I saw that no one did anything in that room. I begun sprinting over to the building where this was taking place, thrusting my rifle side-to-side to generate that extra momentum. The girl and others followed me, probably just to watch the action. Though I think the girl genuinely had my back. I was there within moments, I busted the door open and Dayne begun running. I think some of the others tried to fire some shots at him, but missed. I stopped behind cover and trained my rifle on Dayne as he quickly move across the room. With the perfect shot lined up, I fire a single round, killing him. He drops to the floor, dead. I face my peers and say,' This what happens when you try to shot someone else.' END On a side note, I think that our superiors (CO's) that were not present left us unattended as a test. For what, I have no clue. Afterthoughts I think this was a test/scenario that my higher self had me run through. I believe that there was much more than I remember, but that the scenario was meant to hone my intuitive self in all directions. I am glad to know that my basic-self, my instinct is to uphold the highest of moral and Good. I'm glad to have killed my friend in the defense of innocence. I always had a feeling that I had a higher connection to Good. Now this confirms that I have an affiliation with Good. Which gives me contentedness, joy, and cause. As I write this, I feel the high Good energies permeating in my being. Thinking of upholding Good brings righteous energies. I bet living a fully honorable, righteous, courageous, and self-sacrificing life would bring ascension for me, which is what it feels like, I believe I would ascend into a full Warrior of Light. Also fighting for Good no matter what any being thinks or threatens. Also having wisdom, and learning. And of course being spiritual. All with a hint of somethings I don't know about yet should bring me to ascension. (If you're reading this and considering using that as a means for ascension, don't. That's my path and my way of ascension. Your path is most likely different, thus you must take a different path to ascension. I wouldn't want you to waste your time on something that only works for Lightwarriors.) I'm not sure if this was a feat that I was tested on by an outside source, such as a higher being or recruiter for a spiritual order. But it would be about time. But then again maybe not. Though I strongly believe that this was a test in general. I believe it most likely, by sensing, that my subconscious was/is honing or training, me to be a guardian of light. Though it shouldn't ruled out that higher beings are specifically monitoring me and subtly testing me. Though if they had to actually sit down in my dream and create a scenario for me to run, then they are already past initial sensing and judgement of my day-to-day behavior. Theoretically meaning that Im seriously in the running for being offered to join a spiritual order of Lightwarroirs.
Updated 05-21-2016 at 01:05 AM by 50595
What makes this nightmare so interesting is that, I see it every time I have a fever, or when I am sick. It's exactly the same each time. I'm running through a bush labyrinth, I'm wearing a white dress. I'm crying and scared, I keep glancing behind me as I run, but I can't see anything. There is this bad feeling inside me, that something awful is chasing me. I keep running, and take a sudden turn to left and everything slows down. (Like in slow motion) I stumble a bit, but get quickly back on my feet. At the end of the labyrinth there is a knight, dressed in a silver armor, sitting on a white horse, that is standing on its back feet. I run towards the knight, and as I reach them, the knight offers their hand to me and I grab it. The knight pulls me up on the horse, and right when I'm about to see their face, I wake up.
Hey guys, Thought I'd carry on doing little blogs in my dream journal again! So I haven't touched drugs in over a month and i've been focusing on college, writing music and dreaming! You can hear my latest song HERE!!! On top of this, I've recently got very into OOBEs, although they are quite terrifying and I can't work out if I want to carry on with the practise of it. I'm gonna listen to some HemiSync tonight to see if that changes anything. Had a few short dream fragments last night. 1) I was with my friend Ryan.B and we were talking about the atheist union at college and who started it. Ryan asked me who started it, before guessing that it was Ollie.R. Although he is an active atheist, I told Ryan that it wasn't him, and it was in fact Henry.F. Ryan didn't realize this and was somewhat surprised. Suddenly we were in the atheist union's room in college. I don't think they have their own room, it was a very generic room like a detention room. It was quite small and rectangular, and there was a table taking up about a third of the room in the middle. There were no windows, but a light was on. Henry was sat on the left end and I was sat on the left end of the back. He told me in a kind of disappointed, sad and maybe a bit jealous tone that in fact it was Ollie that started the atheist union. He then preceeded to play the "first song(?)" of the atheist union. It was an indie song, and sounded like a cross between Mitchell Goes Bananas and my band. 2) Maria. L was organizing an event on Facebook, I think for her birthday. I told her (wall post I guess?) that she shouldn't do it when people are busy (no shit hahaha). Then, someone told her not to do it when she is in portugal (people are so dumb in my dreams ) 3) I was at a festival with Ryan.B. I think it was Reading, although it looked a bit like 2000 trees. Ryan and potentially myself was very drunk, and was talking bollocks to the guy who owned a kebab shop. He told us that the fish stall behind us about 100m was owned by his sister. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In terms of dreams, I've realized that my dreams very often mix up the settings. For example, I'll "know" that I am at college, but it'll look like my bedroom. This happens every night, so I've started doing RC's based on this, making sure the place I'm in looks normal. I have a bit of OCD with getting old, unrecalled dreams off my chest, so here's a weird dream I had recently. I was on a strong nicotine patch, and I had the most intense dream EVER. I was laying in bed, and the walls were breathing. My bed started rumbling, so I sat up, and it was like an earthquake. all my furniture was moving, it was horrifying, and all from 3rd person XD
Updated 09-30-2012 at 11:36 AM by 23671
According to my notes, I had a dream where I was writing my name on the sand. I don't recall this though. I also had a dream where I had been voted "member of the month" on another forum that I go to. At first, I thought it was someone else, but it turns out that person was just congratulating me. ^^ Some girl I knew IRL was interviewed, and she started confessing her love to me and talking about how she kissed me or something (she never did Although I suppose I thought she liked me for a while. Implying that a girl would actually be attracted to me. -_- ) Also, an online friend had changed her personality type from ESFJ to ENTP which was odd. I spend too much time on psychology forums. Then I woke up and saw a bit of the dream still; I thought I saw a large bug running up the side of my shelf. It wasn't scary, just cool! :3
Yes, I remembered nine dreams from last night. I think it has to do with it being a Saturday and being able to sleep in - I remember dreams better that way. I can't remember the entire order though. Dream 1: Hypnagogic imagery. It had something to do with a car. That's all I remember. Dream 2: I was indoors, in a bedroom of some sort. I was with a kid who looked kind of like my brother and kind of like a friend I had in middle school (I think he kept changing). He was wearing a black sweatshirt. There was a spider hanging down from a web next to him as he sat on the bed. The spider kept moving around; it was scary and disgusting. Apparently the kid wasn't sure if he wanted to kill it or let it stay alive. It was red and black and changed from mostly red to looking like a black widow. It was really creepy. Dream 3: I was at a restaurant. There was a girl who was in love with a guy that were sitting at a table either with me or near me; I honestly can't remember. I was at the restaurant and saw a group of friends along with the two people who were in love with each other. I think the girl was blond and the guy looked like Orlando Bloom or that one character from the Princess Bride with the black hair...but I can't remember fully. -_- I had chicken nuggets on my plate. I was around people for a while, then suddenly I was at a more solitary table, and I felt a bit lonely. Then I went to the bathroom or something, and when I came back, almost all the lights were out. Everyone was silent and the doors and windows of the restaurant were shut; you couldn't get out. For some reason my brother was there, sitting at a table. I asked him what was going on, and he told me. I don't exactly remember what he said, but I think the restaurant had been taken by an evil group or something. Why must I have so many nightmares? D: It must've been right around this point when I realized, although sleepily and hazily, that this was a dream. Which leads me into Dream 4: As soon as I realized I was dreaming, the scene fell away and shifted to something nicer. I was with a girl and I wanted to travel with her into a place where we could fall in love. I was lucid at this time, but my awareness was kind of low. We looked at a few places: a foggy city, a beautiful urban city with black buildings and yellow/multicolored lights (reminiscent of LA), and over a nebula thing in space. Yes, we were flying. However, for some reason, I got scared (this happens a lot when I get lucid, which is dumb because it's a dream; what is there to be scared of?) and I woke up. Dream 5: I was chosen to be in a piloting class, with only 3 or so people in it, for whatever reason. The instructor asked if we had read the assigned textbook material. I hadn't, but flipped to the back of the book, where there was an astronomy section. Then we went outside in some sort of hover vehicle to go around town, and that's when I looked out the window and saw a shooting star! I've never seen one before (I've caught glimpses of them, but was never sure if it was just my imagination or not), and in the dream I couldn't remember if I had seen one once before or not. Anyway, the meteor was a giant gray rock with little pieces coming off of it, and it glowed this beautiful shade of electric blue. IT WAS SO COOL! When I saw it, I yelled out "WHOA!" because I had never seen one before and because it was so enormous. My friend and the instructor, who were in the craft with me, were so happy for me. Dream 6: I was on this psychology forum that I go to. One of my friends' profile said that you must tame the beast and it will choose you. And for some reason, I thought I was getting a dragon. XD Instead, I got a creature that looked like Barney. My subconscious is so bizarre. O__________O XD Dream 7: Someone was telling me I was addicted to the internet, and I got (understandably) very mad at them. That's all I remember. Dream 8: We were supposed to be driving somewhere, even though that day was apparently going to be "Carmageddon." (This has its basis in reality, because my brother went to a cross-country race on that day, today.) I figured that (for some reason) there would hardly any cars in the morning, so we should just go then. But we weren't going...for some reason. Dream 9: My mom got interested in personality theory! And I think she was looking at a typology forum. I highly doubt this would happen in real life - I've tried to tell her about it - but you never know, I guess. That took forever to type. xD
DJ Log: September 29, 2012 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I am working on some of the networking equipment at the office. I punch down a couple of cables into the patch bay, then run patch cords over to the switch. As soon as I plug in the last patch cord, I hear a click followed by a fan spinning down. I look to my right to see that one of my co-workers had just turned off the power switch on the firewall. She looks at me and says, “I turned it off because it was getting too warm.” I replied, “You do know that you just turned off the whole Internet, right?” She said, “Oops.” and then walked away. For some reason, the firewall is out of its chassis and is sitting on a shelf. The bare circuit board is resting on a telephone book and the power supply is dangling off to the side with its cable plugged into the board. I reach back over and turn on the power switch and the fan spins back up. When I pull my hand back from the switch, I bump into the cables and knock the circuit board off the telephone book. The front of the board touches the metal shelf and makes a couple of sparks. Immediately, the hard drive in the firewall starts making the click of death. Realizing that the firewall is now completely fucked, I wander over to the R&D lab to see if there is an extra firewall laying around. As I walk by the boss's office, I see that his door is closed and the doorknob is missing. I knock on his door to tell him that the Internet will be down for a little while, but I get no answer. I continue down the hall to the R&D storage room. When I enter, the light will not turn on. I look at the switch and it is in the up position. I flip it down and up again, but no light. I suddenly wake up, thinking about the light switch not working. Chances are, I was on the verge of lucidity, but shocked myself awake instead. I tried to re-enter the dream, but ended up having another short dream with zero recall.
DJ Log: September 26, 2012 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • Thunder awakes me and I find myself laying on a blanket under a small pop-up canopy in the back yard. The rain hasn't started yet, but it is close. Lightning streaks through the sky and thunder follows shortly behind. After a moment, I lay down and go back to sleep.
This is one of my weirdest dreams.... I was in my house and my dad was holding a box in front of me that had 3 cats in it. All 3 of the cats looked like one of my cats. Like this. (Obviously not 100% accurate) And no they weren't kittens, they were 3 cats sleeping in a box together, and they all looked exactly the same. Next part of the dream, I was with a few friends in my school and we had guns and we were just running around looking for enemies or whatever. Then I remember like dropping my gun or something, then having to go back and get it. The gun looked mostly like this. This was a pretty weird dream... I never actually got to shoot anything though... :/ I'm not even a violent person and have never gotten in trouble with the law or anything... Why do so many of my dreams involve me having a gun...??? Or that there's random police officers??? I rate this dream 3/5 awesome dances.
We were walking up a road with a small circular park in the middle, that thing where the cars could revolve around. I thought it seemed familiar, but something was off. Then I realized everything looked old, and the people were wearing traditional clothes. I realized it was a dream and went lucid. It must have been in the 1900's, because there weren't any buildings -- just wooden houses and kalesas. However, instead of changing the dream scene or using powers or anything, I decided to just...explore. It didn't even cross my mind. At that moment, I just thought that it wasn't everyday that I got to dream of my country's past. If I manipulated the dream, who knows when I get that chance again? So for the rest of the dream, which probably lasted about 10 minutes, I just walked around and watched the dream characters. Some men were farming in the distance, with some carabaos. Some women were out in their porches, weaving blankets with a huge wooden tool. Some kids were running around. Spoiler for kalesa: Spoiler for carabao: Spoiler for weaving thing: Spoiler for traditional clothes: Some of them even saw me, took off their straw hats, and bowed courteously. I bowed back. I woke up a few minutes after that. But that was such a beautiful experience. I travelled back in time and got to explore! I doubt any of my friends have done that. Suckers.
I was walking around a large pond, very shallow. In it was standing a bison big enough to fill the pond, clearly dead, as it had large rotting chunks taken out of it, yet able to stand. The size was probably larger than a small bus, although I was never standing close, more looking down at it in the pond. I wondered where the matter would go when it disintegrated. It was not particularly disturbing, although there wasn't much detail, and the grass had a bland, bright, untextured quality to it.
Updated 10-04-2012 at 11:45 PM by 54617
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