Place withheld · 2011-07-26 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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Well the title says it all,so let us get to it. Dream Journal Entry #3 A normal dream I was passing through levels. They all looked like "normal" labyrinths,but they all had a gimmick. For example,polar bears,ones that had water that pushed you back. It was fresh and cold "dream water." There was also a level that was flipped vertically and had water. I had had failed a jump in that level once. However, I was not discouraged at all. To be perfectly honest, I cannot remember more than those three gimmicks. Though I am positive I did 11 levels. My mother was with me and always went ahead in the levels,showing me how to complete them. At the end of each level I touched a black box on the wall and I would teleport to the next level. Now here is an odd thing: At the end of each level I always saw <PERSON>. She was always in my way at the end and there was no way to go around her. We talked every time we met. She was always restrained by her ankles and wrists. Even though she could not move,she always met me at the end of a level. My mother was never there with <PERSON>. Our first conversation at the first level went a little like this: (I stop and see her strapped to the floor with her head towards me) Me: Hehe,hey. (She stares intensely with her upside down face) Me: Um...will you do anything if I pass? <PERSON>: I will punch you Me:He...okay... I actually do not remember what happened when I passed. I do not remember what level these two conversations were on: (I see her with her feet towards me this time) Me: Hey! (I give a small smile) <PERSON>: I will kick you. Me: Oh come one! Why do you do this? (Her face looks slightly sad) N: Because I have to. (I pass while she kicks me,but it kind of tickles instead of hurts) (Another level, I see her in the same position as before) Me: Hello again. <PERSON>: I will strangle you...so be careful. Me: You do not want to. N: No. Me: Is there any way I can free you? N: No. (I pass,but this time I resist by holding her hands away from my throat) And here is the "conversation" at the last level: (I do not know what happens at the end but I hope it is good. I find her in the same position again) Me: You are beautiful. (Silence for a while, so I decide to pass carefully. She does nothing except try her best to look away from me. I look back with my hand near the black box) Me: I am so sorry, I wish you could come with. (I feel like crying as I touch the black box) I was teleported on a horse that <PERSON> was riding. She wore a nice white dress. We were in some kind of a paradise. The sun was setting. I felt a great joy. And then she said it. I do not know what made me disregard it. And it makes me so mad that I did not agree. It was a golden moment. She said,"Face it, you are dreaming." Entry date: 25th of July,2011 Well that was a pretty nice piece of drama. I am surprised that I would dream about something like that. I am actually pretty upset that I ignored what she said. But at the same time it encourages me since I was so close. And I can only get closer from here. I have been pretty damn lazy with the lucid dreaming deal. I had great self-pity until I realized I need to man up if I want it done.
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