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Ooh hoo hoo! Finally a spot where I can record my nightly dreams and it doesn't have to be in my diary!

Okay, last night, I was in the Renaissance Galaxy (the name of my dream world galaxy) in the Eastern region. The East, better known as the Orochi Lands is generally governed by Iori Kusanagi and its entrance is this huge medieval castle that is haunted.

The Orochi Lands is divided into sections via a stone path wall, much like how the Great Wall of China is on Earth in the waking world.

Down one of the set of steps along this wall is the entrance to The Dragon Ball Universe. Pretty neat having connected anime universes from my own galaxy, wouldn't you say?

Anyway, I was in the Dragonball Universe with one of my Kings. His name is Vegeta and he is a saiyan of royal birth. So, when I say I am empress dee on Gaia, I truly am in at least that sense.

Vegeta and I were busy looking through some of the history books his son Trunks had recently found on a journey to Vegeta's reformed home planet of Vegetasai. We had noticed that one of the races that was out there was similar to the Pokemon Universe, and so, Vegeta and I decided to check it out.

What we found was some very challenging opponents, which we took full advantage of. While there, we had run into my two sons. William-Tyler, who is adopted, and Trunks Truesdale. Apparently, they had chosen that spot to have a test of their strength. Truesdale won it and Will... he has a bunch of bruises that needs attending to.

After we had our adventure in that world, Vegeta and I went back to the Dragonball Universe and we had dinner, then I woke up to end the adventure.

Oh and feel free to comment on them too, if you want to.

Last night, I had a nightmare that involved Jackie Chan believe it or not. Yes, I am talking about the actor that knows Kung Fu. The dream went like this:

I, Empress Dee, was scouting out some decent hotels other than my own, that would be decent for my sister (dream one, not RL one) named Mistress Cackles and her new soon to be husband Duncan to have their honeymoon when I noticed Jackie Chan was there.

Hearing but mere rumors of his legendary Kung Fu skills, I wanted to just merely inform him that I was a martial artist too. When I did manage to speak to him, he said and I quote, "A true martial artist never brags about his or her own skills."

Well, needless to say I was crushed to hear such criticism. An inner spirit of mine, one I never knew I had named Scintillite appearing like a stainless steel and pearl Pokemon spun like mad in front of Chan. The inner spirit was angry, jealous, upset.

As it spun, creating a defensive barrier for me, its colors began to change. After the shock left me, Scintillite was now a purple and pink creation. It glared at me, turning me into stone. Then I saw it attack Chan.

If you've ever seen a Jackie Chan film, you'd know he does his own stunts and works hard at perfecting each move he does. This is what makes him such a great fighter. The bloopers you see at the end of each film he's in, are normally his attempts at some of the stunts and the lines he must say according to the script, thus proving that acting isn't all fun and games and that it takes time and effort to really be good. So, naturally, he knows some wicked martial arts moves for real.

I always thought on the movies there is always one "sucker punch" move he takes. And Chan knew this was no film. He too glared at me, as if to say, "Do you see now what bragging does?"

When in fact, the spirit came out because of the hurt I felt from what Chan said. In real life, I don't take criticism lightly most of the time and I think the actual lesson here is, well... there's two.

First is, bragging can get you into trouble if done often enough.
And Two, I should learn to take helpful advice a bit better than I do.

That spirit monster Scintillite was a physical reflection of how I feel after receiving helpful advice when I don't ask for it. Not a pretty picture.

The reason why Jackie Chan was in my dream was for two reasons. The first was to symbolize the fact that the overall lesson of this dream was going to take hard work to master. (pretty cool, right? Doesn't make the dream seem so bad)

The second reason was actually kind of humorous. It was a premonition that I was going to be seeing a Jackie Chan movie today. (Sunday. The day that passed two hours ago my time) I saw The Spy Next door. It was a good show! Funny too!

This also proves that nightmares often teaches us lessons if we can decipher them properly.

The nightmarish part of the dream I had was the bit where the spirit came out of me and began attacking.

empress dee, that is a very strange dream!
Austrial777, that kinda sounds romantic!

Today, I had one that there were these two guys chasing me down my street. I ran, but one of them lunged and grabbed my leg, and we both went sprawling.

I screamed for help, and I saw one of the kids who live down my street peek out the window. I yelled at him to come help me, but he disappeared, never returning.

With much effort, I got up and started dragging that guy that held on my leg in an attempt to cross the street to get to my house.

Then i woke up. biggrin

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I had the worst dream ever. No more like a nightmare. I almost woke up crying. =( Not fun.
The Dream:
Three guys in my school that are real jerks gathered there friends and while I was walking by the house they were in they all spit lugies at me. They taunted me, teased me, harassed me in every way possible. Their words felt like slaps across the face. In my dream I cried and broke down literally. I ran home and felt like dying, killing myself. Then I woke up. Thank god. I still cant get over it though. Lets just say I've had better dreams.

My dream a couple of nights ago:

Me and two of my friends went to a music festival in Bend (which is only a 20 minute drive but I think we were going to spend the night). We brought a canopy for whatever reason. We listened to a couple of bands, and then we had to take our canopy and move it so we could see Ke$ha.
Just before she was about to perform, her husband announced publicly that he was gay. She was pissed, but she performed anyway. There were reporters asking her about the whole fiasco after. She also had a British accent (that was the weirdest part of the dream. I don't even really like Ke$ha .__.)
We listened to a couple more bands, and then we had to move into the auditorium to listen to some other bands when it got dark out.

It's probably the most detailed dream I've had in a long time. A lot of stuff happened; it was a full day xd

I once had a dream that an ex and me were talking in her basement and she said that I would have to be the one to call and start the talking again. We haven't talked since I shot off my mouth in a really bad way, so any dreams about her tend to hit harder than any others.

P.S.: I also once had another dream where I found a liter of pups under my grandmother's deck, but then I found another one under the pool deck and its backend was so underdeveolped that I knew it should have been born dead instead of in pain. Here's the thing, out of the next liter of pups that were born at my grandmother's house, one was born dead.

Last night, I dreamed I was in a high school... I dunno where exactly the High school was located, but there was a swimming pool on the main floor, an indoor cave complete with volcano, a gymnasium, the traditional lockers, water fountains and classrooms.

Link from the Legend of Zelda commented in my dream that the cave part would make the perfect home for Gorons. Gorons are a race made up of rocks in the Legend of Zelda world.

As for my dream world husband Terry, he was so scared, he was hiding behind me for protection. Something seems to be wrong with Terry these days... I wonder what it could be? Terry's usually braver than me.