Dream 1: First dream was another dream, except I think there was no pretext that it was at the house. Rather, it was in some sort of inn or hotel, possibly the hallway of the Oberlin Inn that's no longer there anymore. I was going from door to door seeing what was going on. One room had Nick F doing something, though can't remember what. I think he was just in there and started following me for a short while. John P was also somewhere and started following me as well. John was also dressed like a dick. And he was like six inches shorter than I was. So, he was kind of short and literally had, like a dick costume with a head sticking out above his head. Pretty funny.
Dream 2: I was in line with a bunch of people, Rob E, Scott W, Patrick Z, and Greg S. In this universe, we all had strange head-pieces or something. We were in line to get them replaced for other ones. The only explanation I had was that these were obsolete, the had to be put over our heads and screwed into place. The new ones we were getting were placed on the head and pushed down until it snapped into place. I don't remember what it like, maybe some red dragon thing? Scott and I stood outside discussing what we thought about them. I don't remember anything said. We four begin to walk home, which is to the house I used to live in. Rob and I get ahead of the other two, and I begin to take a shortcut I always took. It began to rain while doing so, and I eventually just lost Rob, which is silly given how short of a distance we went. Approaching my house still, still running, I saw Rowan H. We high-fived. I enter the house and look down on the floor. In this universe, my mom was a professor and we were seeing our test scores for something. I had the lowest score with a 67. Other people in the class were my two sisters and my step-dad. I was kind of upset.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Night of 02/25/15
Dream 1: The first dream I had was just an insane party. I know structurally it wasn't in the house, but I think dream me totally believed it was in the house. The place was very extravagant, kinda dimly lit, had a lot of glass structures, ledges, barriers, and a lot of water areas. Like some kind of high class club or something. I remember seeing Pat T, Bryson T, and Austin D, with a guitar. Everyone was totally obliterated. There was a loooot of alcohol at this party, though I think the only stuff I actually saw were in people's hands. With the level of intoxication people were at, I could only infer. There were also two people who were twin-stripper-prostitutes. Everybody was having a good time.
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At some point, everybody cleared out, and it turns out the area was my old house. It was trashed. I think before I realized how disgusting the room was, I turned on a ps4 to play Call of Duty. I was doing really well until I yanked on a cord and the whole system fell of the chair it was resting on and onto the floor. I picked it up and set it down to notice that the top was loose and soft. It stopped looking like a ps4 and more like a duffle bag made from wrestling matts. I opened the top and noticed rock band paraphernalia. Then, Bryce U walks in wearing what he was wearing for scholarship dinner. He commented on how the room looked like shit. Then he left. I started picking things up, but none of it was party trash. There were dirty clothes strewn about, there were plastic grocery bags everywhere. It just looked like a messy bedroom. I started picking things up and putting them away.
Dream 2: I remember starting a game of League, but I was actually continuing one that had already started. For some reason I was Miss Fortune. I wasn't doing poorly, nor was I doing well. Somehow it transitioned from that to... Well... Okay, I don't remember specifics, but I remember:
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At some point, everybody cleared out, and it turns out the area was my old house. It was trashed. I think before I realized how disgusting the room was, I turned on a ps4 to play Call of Duty. I was doing really well until I yanked on a cord and the whole system fell of the chair it was resting on and onto the floor. I picked it up and set it down to notice that the top was loose and soft. It stopped looking like a ps4 and more like a duffle bag made from wrestling matts. I opened the top and noticed rock band paraphernalia. Then, Bryce U walks in wearing what he was wearing for scholarship dinner. He commented on how the room looked like shit. Then he left. I started picking things up, but none of it was party trash. There were dirty clothes strewn about, there were plastic grocery bags everywhere. It just looked like a messy bedroom. I started picking things up and putting them away.
Dream 2: I remember starting a game of League, but I was actually continuing one that had already started. For some reason I was Miss Fortune. I wasn't doing poorly, nor was I doing well. Somehow it transitioned from that to... Well... Okay, I don't remember specifics, but I remember:
- jumping around the city like a superhero
- Eric, the SIO intern having me smoke weed in the weirdest ways
- a cat from the internet being the guest on a late night talk show.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Night of 02/24/15
WOW were last night's dreams zany.
Dream 1: Don't ask me how I got here, but I was with a large group of people and I arrived at a house. This house was apparently so big that the first thing that we decided to do was play a game of indoor football. Like, American football. There was a room in this house big enough for that. And pads and equipment. So we did. And it was the dumbest thing ever. Like, I guess I was set to watch the wide receiver or something, but for whatever reason, I decided I shouldn't be the farthest to the side. What happened was the play started and the guy next to me started blocking me, preventing me from getting to the guy running. Didn't matter. The other team was balls stupid. Most of the dream we had the ball, but there was a time where we kicked it off to them, which just a punt for whatever reason, and they fumbled it around. I was the person to finally dive on it. Even when I did, nobody touched me, so I just got up and kept running. I guess our team was really stupid. Some of our kickoffs, which were also punts went about 10 yards forward and 30 yards to the left. They did a kickoff and one of our players grabbed it and just threw it against the wall behind our endzone. I have no idea what he was going for. It all culminated in one final drive. SOMEHOW, it got to 4th and 1. I have no idea where we were in terms of yardline, but we were against a wall. Like, if we were to go one yard, we would have run straight into a wall. It actually felt like my sister's bedroom; I felt like there was a loft ahead of me and the only way to run would be to the right where here closet was. I guess it was an opening. I get the ball and run, jump, totally make it a yard, but it doesn't count or something, so we all stop. I should say Patrick Z and Greg S were on my team for that final charge. Not sure who else was there. I think Connor G did one of those pathetic punt kickoffs.
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The game ended, and I walked up to some girl. Don't know why, but she was scared and was calling her mom to pick her up and go home. I don't know if I encouraged her to go, told her she should stay or what, but eventually she left. THEN the dream took a crazy turn. It started focusing on these graves where supernatural babies died or something. Along with the date of birth and death, there was another series of numbers. All of them were constantly changing. I think each one lead into some sort of tomb that people were supposed to go into and kill stuff. I have NO idea what that was all about.
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THEN, same dream, I recap what happened to Robert E, and maybe someone else, I don't remember. But my recap contained really well drawn cartoon descriptions of the football court. Then, it started to have Calvin, from Calvin and Hobbes, dressed as Stupendous Man flying through a staircase and through a layer of drywall. He breaks into the room on the other side, and, as a way to look natural, starts describing this person's sandwich that they're eating. Turns out it was two identical sandwiches stacked on top of each other.
Dream 2: I was in a Zaring class with 5 other people. I think I hated most of them because they were stupid, but I was sat a table with Rob. I was happy because I knew I wouldn't be dicked if picked for some sort of group work. Zaring hands out this test with about 45 minutes left for class. I don't know if he expected us to finish it or what, but I had absolutely NO idea what any of it was. In that time, I managed to bullshit my way through the first page. I handed it back asking if he expected us to be able to complete it. I don't think so. I left, and walked into my middle school auditorium, which was right there. I THINK I remember seeing a bunch of middle schoolers with guitars, then think to myself, "Shit, where's mine?" I turn around and walk into the nearest classroom. Inside, there are like 50 guitars on guitar stands, all facing away. I try to find one that shaped mine, but none were, they were all very strangely shaped. I step outside through a different doorway. McKenna B is out there asking about something, probably that thing for her little. I'm too preoccupied with the location of my guitar and just keep walking around. She follows me. As I'm about to enter into the same classroom through a different door, Calvin L appears, probably saying something, though the purpose of his presence is thoroughly unknown. I walk in again and see a kid about to walk out with mine when I shout at them to stop. I get it back and see Calvin again, standing at a different door again asking to be let in, saying he can only enter through that door, even though a foot to his right around the corner was another door perfectly wide open.
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I think I leave here with Louis H and we get in a car to go somewhere but I honestly don't remember. I remember Louis being in my dream, but that's about it.
And to think I was worried about losing my ability to have crazy dreams!
Dream 1: Don't ask me how I got here, but I was with a large group of people and I arrived at a house. This house was apparently so big that the first thing that we decided to do was play a game of indoor football. Like, American football. There was a room in this house big enough for that. And pads and equipment. So we did. And it was the dumbest thing ever. Like, I guess I was set to watch the wide receiver or something, but for whatever reason, I decided I shouldn't be the farthest to the side. What happened was the play started and the guy next to me started blocking me, preventing me from getting to the guy running. Didn't matter. The other team was balls stupid. Most of the dream we had the ball, but there was a time where we kicked it off to them, which just a punt for whatever reason, and they fumbled it around. I was the person to finally dive on it. Even when I did, nobody touched me, so I just got up and kept running. I guess our team was really stupid. Some of our kickoffs, which were also punts went about 10 yards forward and 30 yards to the left. They did a kickoff and one of our players grabbed it and just threw it against the wall behind our endzone. I have no idea what he was going for. It all culminated in one final drive. SOMEHOW, it got to 4th and 1. I have no idea where we were in terms of yardline, but we were against a wall. Like, if we were to go one yard, we would have run straight into a wall. It actually felt like my sister's bedroom; I felt like there was a loft ahead of me and the only way to run would be to the right where here closet was. I guess it was an opening. I get the ball and run, jump, totally make it a yard, but it doesn't count or something, so we all stop. I should say Patrick Z and Greg S were on my team for that final charge. Not sure who else was there. I think Connor G did one of those pathetic punt kickoffs.
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The game ended, and I walked up to some girl. Don't know why, but she was scared and was calling her mom to pick her up and go home. I don't know if I encouraged her to go, told her she should stay or what, but eventually she left. THEN the dream took a crazy turn. It started focusing on these graves where supernatural babies died or something. Along with the date of birth and death, there was another series of numbers. All of them were constantly changing. I think each one lead into some sort of tomb that people were supposed to go into and kill stuff. I have NO idea what that was all about.
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THEN, same dream, I recap what happened to Robert E, and maybe someone else, I don't remember. But my recap contained really well drawn cartoon descriptions of the football court. Then, it started to have Calvin, from Calvin and Hobbes, dressed as Stupendous Man flying through a staircase and through a layer of drywall. He breaks into the room on the other side, and, as a way to look natural, starts describing this person's sandwich that they're eating. Turns out it was two identical sandwiches stacked on top of each other.
Dream 2: I was in a Zaring class with 5 other people. I think I hated most of them because they were stupid, but I was sat a table with Rob. I was happy because I knew I wouldn't be dicked if picked for some sort of group work. Zaring hands out this test with about 45 minutes left for class. I don't know if he expected us to finish it or what, but I had absolutely NO idea what any of it was. In that time, I managed to bullshit my way through the first page. I handed it back asking if he expected us to be able to complete it. I don't think so. I left, and walked into my middle school auditorium, which was right there. I THINK I remember seeing a bunch of middle schoolers with guitars, then think to myself, "Shit, where's mine?" I turn around and walk into the nearest classroom. Inside, there are like 50 guitars on guitar stands, all facing away. I try to find one that shaped mine, but none were, they were all very strangely shaped. I step outside through a different doorway. McKenna B is out there asking about something, probably that thing for her little. I'm too preoccupied with the location of my guitar and just keep walking around. She follows me. As I'm about to enter into the same classroom through a different door, Calvin L appears, probably saying something, though the purpose of his presence is thoroughly unknown. I walk in again and see a kid about to walk out with mine when I shout at them to stop. I get it back and see Calvin again, standing at a different door again asking to be let in, saying he can only enter through that door, even though a foot to his right around the corner was another door perfectly wide open.
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I think I leave here with Louis H and we get in a car to go somewhere but I honestly don't remember. I remember Louis being in my dream, but that's about it.
And to think I was worried about losing my ability to have crazy dreams!
Night of 02/23/15
Weird and short
Dream 1: I remember being in some sort of factory setting. I was told to kill all of the monsters in it. I was equipped with some sort of gun that was barely effective. I killed all the base regular ones, with some difficulty. Theeeen, a large amount of larger ones that spit poison or slow me down or something. I was not at all equipped to deal with them. And they killed me. Or something.
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Don't know if it was the same dream, but I was running around trying to show somebody Persona 5. Or I was trying to buy it. Or something. Didn't ever actually find it though. In my dream, it was two days to release.
Dream 2: I wake up and go to the bathroom. Sit down on the toilet and notice that it's higher than normal. Then it rises. Water shoots out from under and I notice that the water is suspending the toilet and myself in the air. I drop to the floor, wrap my arms around it, and try to pull it down to the ground. Eventually, I lose control, and the toilet is flung into the air a bit. I fear it'll smash on hitting the ground. It lands, I hear a smashing sound, but only chains fall from it; the toilet's still perfectly intact. I say chains, but it was just, like, metal hooks, something of the sort. Then I look around. The bathroom is not anymore, it is a large empty room. There are mattresses spread out all over the place. People are moving curtains and false walls in order to recreate the layout of the bathroom, but nothing's right. A ver dimly lit room with mattresses dropped in strangely ordered arr
Dream 1: I remember being in some sort of factory setting. I was told to kill all of the monsters in it. I was equipped with some sort of gun that was barely effective. I killed all the base regular ones, with some difficulty. Theeeen, a large amount of larger ones that spit poison or slow me down or something. I was not at all equipped to deal with them. And they killed me. Or something.
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Don't know if it was the same dream, but I was running around trying to show somebody Persona 5. Or I was trying to buy it. Or something. Didn't ever actually find it though. In my dream, it was two days to release.
Dream 2: I wake up and go to the bathroom. Sit down on the toilet and notice that it's higher than normal. Then it rises. Water shoots out from under and I notice that the water is suspending the toilet and myself in the air. I drop to the floor, wrap my arms around it, and try to pull it down to the ground. Eventually, I lose control, and the toilet is flung into the air a bit. I fear it'll smash on hitting the ground. It lands, I hear a smashing sound, but only chains fall from it; the toilet's still perfectly intact. I say chains, but it was just, like, metal hooks, something of the sort. Then I look around. The bathroom is not anymore, it is a large empty room. There are mattresses spread out all over the place. People are moving curtains and false walls in order to recreate the layout of the bathroom, but nothing's right. A ver dimly lit room with mattresses dropped in strangely ordered arr
Monday, February 23, 2015
Night of 02/22/2015
I fear that I've now set up this standard that I have to keep. The day I forget any dreams I had, oh boy, there goes all my credibility! Last night was a bit fuzzy.
Dream 1: This one's really rough. I remember being on some sort of mission with Jacob D. We were in a large building, there was an elevator, then we were in a village, then we were in an apartment or a dormitory. I let him walk a bit ahead, and I found a friend that I don't remember who. I told her that the mission was actually for me to kill Jacob, he was my target. I thought I had whispered it quietly enough for him not to hear, but maybe not. We walk into a room, and I think I pick up or pull out a knife. He knows, and I think he tries to kill me. Ultimately nobody's killed, or even injured, and I wake up.
Dream 2: A little bit less rough, but nonetheless a bit fucked up. I was outside the middle school I had attended cutting the grass with blades on my shoes. Like, small blades sticking out of my shoes. One fell out and I couldn't figure out how to stick it back in without it being vertical. It started raining pretty heavily, and I thought to myself, "I would continue doing this if I wasn't in prison." Like, I think I enjoyed it a bit, but because I was doing it for some other reason, I decided no, I'm done. I went inside to some room, some bedroom. Patrick Z and Greg S were in there. There was a bed, and on the bed were, like, ribs, or barbecue chicken or something. They were eating some, or at least there were some bones. I said to them the exact quote from Carl Weathers in Arrested Development, which I'll probably get incorrectly here, "There's still some meat on that bone! Toss that in some water, boil it, you got yourself a stew goin!" I look back on the bed and there's just barbecue sauce all over the sheets. I put another blanket on that almost covers it.
Yeah, dreams were a bit skimpy last night. But on a side note, very shortly after I fell asleep, I inhaled saliva and was forcefully awoken in a terrible coughing fit. Didn't wake up my roommate, though.
Dream 1: This one's really rough. I remember being on some sort of mission with Jacob D. We were in a large building, there was an elevator, then we were in a village, then we were in an apartment or a dormitory. I let him walk a bit ahead, and I found a friend that I don't remember who. I told her that the mission was actually for me to kill Jacob, he was my target. I thought I had whispered it quietly enough for him not to hear, but maybe not. We walk into a room, and I think I pick up or pull out a knife. He knows, and I think he tries to kill me. Ultimately nobody's killed, or even injured, and I wake up.
Dream 2: A little bit less rough, but nonetheless a bit fucked up. I was outside the middle school I had attended cutting the grass with blades on my shoes. Like, small blades sticking out of my shoes. One fell out and I couldn't figure out how to stick it back in without it being vertical. It started raining pretty heavily, and I thought to myself, "I would continue doing this if I wasn't in prison." Like, I think I enjoyed it a bit, but because I was doing it for some other reason, I decided no, I'm done. I went inside to some room, some bedroom. Patrick Z and Greg S were in there. There was a bed, and on the bed were, like, ribs, or barbecue chicken or something. They were eating some, or at least there were some bones. I said to them the exact quote from Carl Weathers in Arrested Development, which I'll probably get incorrectly here, "There's still some meat on that bone! Toss that in some water, boil it, you got yourself a stew goin!" I look back on the bed and there's just barbecue sauce all over the sheets. I put another blanket on that almost covers it.
Yeah, dreams were a bit skimpy last night. But on a side note, very shortly after I fell asleep, I inhaled saliva and was forcefully awoken in a terrible coughing fit. Didn't wake up my roommate, though.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Night of 02/21/15
Dream 1: I remember a lot of things happening before I remember a continuous dream, so lemme drop some bulletpoints:
- Being a rat and having a couple others follow me through a city
- Hanging from a doorframe
- A video game competition, I think I was supposed to participate in 5 games. I only saw two, League of Legends, and what they called World of Warcraft but looked more like Dynasty Warriors or something
- Being in an Achievement Hunter Minecraft Let's Play
Dream 2: Heh, this one is a bit awkward, but I'll write it out in my attempt to be totally transparent and honest in this. But if you don't want to read a play-by-play about dream-sex then you might not be interested in it. And no, I didn't recognize who it was with.
Starts off in Rowan H's room with the individual I was to romance, McKenna B, and Sarah L. It wasn't actually her room, it was bigger, had 3 beds, and was cleaner. Anyways, I discovered the individual and I had mutual affections for each other and moved towards pushing other people out of the room. But not really, I guess because the first thing I did was pull out my wallet and show people an older ID I had. I showed it to the individual, to McKenna, and though they laughed, they agreed it was better than my current IDs. People started shuffling out, and Sarah, knowing what was about to happen, slowly moved on out, taking random things with her, discussing other things. Eventually the room was to ourselves, to which we used accordingly. Firstly the individual had overalls on, which hopefully one person reading this will appreciate. It continued for a short time until I looked up and noticed some guy was on the other bed, on his laptop or something. Then I noticed one of the doors to the room was open. I stopped, asked the individual about it, we were confused, had no idea. The Julia S walked in through the other door, dropped her stuff at the other bed, saw us, and became either disgusted or disappointed in me.
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So, yeeaah. As always, there were parts I left out due to how little I remember about them, and, uhhh, yeeeaah, I'm sorry for my dreams. And I'm sorry to Andrew and Bryson for not being in my dreams.
Friday, February 20, 2015
night of 02/19/15
Last night was an interesting one. Thought that's kind of a stupid way to start your daily dream recap. Mostly just because of the fuzziness and how unclear I am about a lot. Whatever.
Dream 1: Gotta be honest, don't remember too too much about this one. I remember going to my old high school for a (possible band) awards event. Mostly what I remember is everybody collectively deciding that we've been there long enough for it to be socially acceptable to leave. I leave and put on my coat, though it's my old coat. I search and eventually find my newer coat and head out to my car. I think I was looking at my phone, then trying to find my car, then I drop my phone in the snowy parking lot, have to stop a car so it doesn't run it over, pick it up, dry it off, get in my car. Not sure what kind of car it was, but I backed it up trying to get out of the lot and I went off the lot into the grass. Cars are always impossible to drive in dreams.
Dream 2: Started in a basement. Matt C was there. Maybe his mom was there. The basement was kinda gross. There was a bathtub and a christmas tree down there. It was christmas. For whatever reason, we started singing Sweet Caroline. And when I say we, they sang. I played this weird instrument that's a combination of a pipe, a recorder, and a bubble wand. Shortly after, either I went upstairs, or my sister, Rachel C came down to get me. We were celebrating in the festivities. We got my other sister, Abi C, and she showed me a gift that she made for me. It was one of those intense dubstep youtube things with flashy lights, quick jumps, fast zooms, etc. So this video was going on describing me, I guess, and at one point, I remember seeing a picture of the campus with text over it saying "Literally exceeding liberal arts." It then started flashing quotes of Bart Simpson with clips of Bart Simpson and then the dream just became the Simpsons, where I was Bart Simpson.
It's incredibly weird to think about, I was a 2D cartoon character interacting with things in a 3D world. I guess the premise was that I, Bart Simpson, was crazy smart and people wanted to figure out why and harness it. I, along with my family, was invited to this big mansion party. I went upstairs into this strange room. I think there was a scientist or something. It was a guy that wanted to steal the source of my intellect, my power. He came to the conclusion that my pants allowed me to manipulate time, and everything is working out successfully. He then started chasing me to get my pants. I run from room to room, and find one unlocked. I go in, lock the door behind me, and try and find another open one as he starts kicking down the door. Every doorknob I grab is locked, until I find one that opens up to the fire escape/balcony. I say balcony because there isn't one continuous staircase to the ground. From here, I switch from being Bart to watching him drop down the floors by grabbing the rails on the outside and dropping to the next one down. Somebody was commenting how things don't make sense, the door I got out on shouldn't have led to this side of the building. And the way he's dropping down, there's no way he's going to make that last drop, which is like 2-3 floors onto a balcony on the ground floor- and there he goes. I drops and lands straight on his back. But since it's a cartoon, he's fine. And then I'm him. I hop over the railing and start running towards the front of the mansion to meet my family. I tell them to start running and start the van we have and that we have to run. I turn and look and see the ground changing color in a sweeping motion that's catching up with me. In my mind, that was the effects of the time shifts catching up to me.
Ultimately, I don't actually know what happened, if we got away in time, if it caught up. It ended with us all at home, all us Simpsons in the Simpson home. I vowed never to use the pants again, that I was going to be normal now. Everyone agreed that would be the best. Then Lisa... did something that exposed her as using some supernatural power and she was temporarily half spider or yeti or something.
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WHAT DOES THIS MEAN
Dream 1: Gotta be honest, don't remember too too much about this one. I remember going to my old high school for a (possible band) awards event. Mostly what I remember is everybody collectively deciding that we've been there long enough for it to be socially acceptable to leave. I leave and put on my coat, though it's my old coat. I search and eventually find my newer coat and head out to my car. I think I was looking at my phone, then trying to find my car, then I drop my phone in the snowy parking lot, have to stop a car so it doesn't run it over, pick it up, dry it off, get in my car. Not sure what kind of car it was, but I backed it up trying to get out of the lot and I went off the lot into the grass. Cars are always impossible to drive in dreams.
Dream 2: Started in a basement. Matt C was there. Maybe his mom was there. The basement was kinda gross. There was a bathtub and a christmas tree down there. It was christmas. For whatever reason, we started singing Sweet Caroline. And when I say we, they sang. I played this weird instrument that's a combination of a pipe, a recorder, and a bubble wand. Shortly after, either I went upstairs, or my sister, Rachel C came down to get me. We were celebrating in the festivities. We got my other sister, Abi C, and she showed me a gift that she made for me. It was one of those intense dubstep youtube things with flashy lights, quick jumps, fast zooms, etc. So this video was going on describing me, I guess, and at one point, I remember seeing a picture of the campus with text over it saying "Literally exceeding liberal arts." It then started flashing quotes of Bart Simpson with clips of Bart Simpson and then the dream just became the Simpsons, where I was Bart Simpson.
It's incredibly weird to think about, I was a 2D cartoon character interacting with things in a 3D world. I guess the premise was that I, Bart Simpson, was crazy smart and people wanted to figure out why and harness it. I, along with my family, was invited to this big mansion party. I went upstairs into this strange room. I think there was a scientist or something. It was a guy that wanted to steal the source of my intellect, my power. He came to the conclusion that my pants allowed me to manipulate time, and everything is working out successfully. He then started chasing me to get my pants. I run from room to room, and find one unlocked. I go in, lock the door behind me, and try and find another open one as he starts kicking down the door. Every doorknob I grab is locked, until I find one that opens up to the fire escape/balcony. I say balcony because there isn't one continuous staircase to the ground. From here, I switch from being Bart to watching him drop down the floors by grabbing the rails on the outside and dropping to the next one down. Somebody was commenting how things don't make sense, the door I got out on shouldn't have led to this side of the building. And the way he's dropping down, there's no way he's going to make that last drop, which is like 2-3 floors onto a balcony on the ground floor- and there he goes. I drops and lands straight on his back. But since it's a cartoon, he's fine. And then I'm him. I hop over the railing and start running towards the front of the mansion to meet my family. I tell them to start running and start the van we have and that we have to run. I turn and look and see the ground changing color in a sweeping motion that's catching up with me. In my mind, that was the effects of the time shifts catching up to me.
Ultimately, I don't actually know what happened, if we got away in time, if it caught up. It ended with us all at home, all us Simpsons in the Simpson home. I vowed never to use the pants again, that I was going to be normal now. Everyone agreed that would be the best. Then Lisa... did something that exposed her as using some supernatural power and she was temporarily half spider or yeti or something.
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WHAT DOES THIS MEAN
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Night of 02/18/2015
Oh my god so many small parts of dreams keep popping into my mind and A. I don't remember where they fit in, B. I don't remember if they were from tonight. I'll do my best.
Dream 1: First dream of the night involved Calvin L and I trying to get into the house. Like, physically get inside the house. Yes, that was the majority of the dream. We started from what looked like the academic side of campus, but was totally different. I guess the way to get into the house was through some weird set of doors. I almost confused our door with another which would have led to a different fraternity. We continue through this dark, disgusting path while wearing suits for whatever reason. We make it to a bathroom. At this point I'm kind of lost and don't really know where to go. I know at some point a need to put in a number combination, but I don't know where AND I forgot it anyways. We take off a metal thing by a bathroom stall as well as the pipe above it, which caused it to leak out this black, oily, sludge. I think we were supposed to put in a combination to stop the oil flow so we could crawl through without getting messy. Didn't happen, and I ended up getting oil splotches all over my suit jacket. We start backtracking, only to find Shane G and Whitney W. I ask if they know how to get in and if they can fix my jacket.
Dream 2: This one I'm not sure about. I'm not sure how much slips into dream three, or even the structure of this one. From what I remember... I start in taking a test, one about history that just straight random facts. The dumbest test ever. I spend some time looking at my phone, possibly looking at answers, but it's entirely possible I was just looking at the structure of it on my phone. I know I had a test earlier that day that I didn't do too well on, and I don't feel to confident about this one. I turn it into the teacher, who happened to be an older woman I worked with. I look back down on my phone and scroll down more. I then think to myself that there was a handful of questions I just didn't see.
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Same dream, I think. I have no idea how I got here. Eventually, I was at a pick-up truck that was on its side and had an animal in a cage in the back. Some kind of owl or something. After a lot of time of people talking about it and other things, I took the bird out and started talking to it. I was young, or injured, or just not used to an open space, and couldn't really fly. Eventually I encouraged it enough that it could fly. And now that I think about it, it wasn't even an owl, it was a penguin. I remember I was shocked that penguins could fly and that all they needed was a push and encouragement. I don't know what that says.
Dream 3: This is another one where I'm not sure how split up this dream is. At some point I walk to this ice cream or yogurt store or something to find Billy K. From there, we walk around the town we are in. He asks if there are any other restaurants to go to, I'm not sure. I swear this is a different dream than before, but I mention that I did poorly on a test, possibly the test from the previous dream. I have no idea.
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I remember walking around this secluded area of a high-end town and finding my sister, Rachel C. We walk around a bit, then return to a hotel thing. In my head, this is a boss fight from Earthbound, but it entails us being chased by a large guy. Like, way bigger than us. I have a gun and every shot seems to do the same amount of little damage. We get to the roof, him still chasing us. We turn and double back to go down to the bottom. At the base, we see Greg S and Emily U standing in the lobby or whatever. She says that they've already done this. Soon after, we defeat it, though I don't remember doing so. We walk out and look at the movies showing at the theater, nothing we're interested in.
Dream 4: Short one. I was eating Rice Krispie cereal or fruity pebbles or something out of the container we keep the spoons and forks in at the house. I was outside University hall. Upon seeing someone I was trying to avoid, I turn around and head back to the building. I see Jackson H outside asking if I was gonna watch the film in there. Unsure what the movie's about, he describes it. I remember thinking it was interesting in the dream, but as I put it into text it's the dumbest thing ever. It involves somebody seeing a murder, or a death, then it itself causing a murder or death. And for whatever reason, the way I pictured it was an egg witnessing some death of sorts, then a bit later falling over. I walk inside to find a room that could fit around 20 people in front of a movie screen. Then I wake up.
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I can't even say these are getting crazier. I should just come to expect these by now.
Dream 1: First dream of the night involved Calvin L and I trying to get into the house. Like, physically get inside the house. Yes, that was the majority of the dream. We started from what looked like the academic side of campus, but was totally different. I guess the way to get into the house was through some weird set of doors. I almost confused our door with another which would have led to a different fraternity. We continue through this dark, disgusting path while wearing suits for whatever reason. We make it to a bathroom. At this point I'm kind of lost and don't really know where to go. I know at some point a need to put in a number combination, but I don't know where AND I forgot it anyways. We take off a metal thing by a bathroom stall as well as the pipe above it, which caused it to leak out this black, oily, sludge. I think we were supposed to put in a combination to stop the oil flow so we could crawl through without getting messy. Didn't happen, and I ended up getting oil splotches all over my suit jacket. We start backtracking, only to find Shane G and Whitney W. I ask if they know how to get in and if they can fix my jacket.
Dream 2: This one I'm not sure about. I'm not sure how much slips into dream three, or even the structure of this one. From what I remember... I start in taking a test, one about history that just straight random facts. The dumbest test ever. I spend some time looking at my phone, possibly looking at answers, but it's entirely possible I was just looking at the structure of it on my phone. I know I had a test earlier that day that I didn't do too well on, and I don't feel to confident about this one. I turn it into the teacher, who happened to be an older woman I worked with. I look back down on my phone and scroll down more. I then think to myself that there was a handful of questions I just didn't see.
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Same dream, I think. I have no idea how I got here. Eventually, I was at a pick-up truck that was on its side and had an animal in a cage in the back. Some kind of owl or something. After a lot of time of people talking about it and other things, I took the bird out and started talking to it. I was young, or injured, or just not used to an open space, and couldn't really fly. Eventually I encouraged it enough that it could fly. And now that I think about it, it wasn't even an owl, it was a penguin. I remember I was shocked that penguins could fly and that all they needed was a push and encouragement. I don't know what that says.
Dream 3: This is another one where I'm not sure how split up this dream is. At some point I walk to this ice cream or yogurt store or something to find Billy K. From there, we walk around the town we are in. He asks if there are any other restaurants to go to, I'm not sure. I swear this is a different dream than before, but I mention that I did poorly on a test, possibly the test from the previous dream. I have no idea.
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I remember walking around this secluded area of a high-end town and finding my sister, Rachel C. We walk around a bit, then return to a hotel thing. In my head, this is a boss fight from Earthbound, but it entails us being chased by a large guy. Like, way bigger than us. I have a gun and every shot seems to do the same amount of little damage. We get to the roof, him still chasing us. We turn and double back to go down to the bottom. At the base, we see Greg S and Emily U standing in the lobby or whatever. She says that they've already done this. Soon after, we defeat it, though I don't remember doing so. We walk out and look at the movies showing at the theater, nothing we're interested in.
Dream 4: Short one. I was eating Rice Krispie cereal or fruity pebbles or something out of the container we keep the spoons and forks in at the house. I was outside University hall. Upon seeing someone I was trying to avoid, I turn around and head back to the building. I see Jackson H outside asking if I was gonna watch the film in there. Unsure what the movie's about, he describes it. I remember thinking it was interesting in the dream, but as I put it into text it's the dumbest thing ever. It involves somebody seeing a murder, or a death, then it itself causing a murder or death. And for whatever reason, the way I pictured it was an egg witnessing some death of sorts, then a bit later falling over. I walk inside to find a room that could fit around 20 people in front of a movie screen. Then I wake up.
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I can't even say these are getting crazier. I should just come to expect these by now.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Night of 02/17/15
Yes, this was necessary. Wanted to share what I remember, didn't want to make a massive post. I will be totally honest with who I saw in these dreams and what I remember happening. Proper names have been bolded.
Dream 1:
Imagine the academic side of campus, between the science center, Merrick, Elliot, and Phillips. Either that area was very small, or me and a group of guys were way bigger than in reality. Not sure if this was a recruitment event, or a brotherhood, or what, but me and group of guys I wasn't familiar with, led by Doc. Griffin the orchestra director, where gathered about. A massive wall or whiteboard or something was set up with stuff hanging from it. We were going to kick soccer balls and whatnot at the board to knock stuff off. Doc wrote lyrics to a song under each of them, don't remember the song, but there's no logic here so whatever. I don't know if we had actually started yet, but suddenly a housekeeper from where I work at home, that might have been like half spider or something, went up to the board and wiped everything off. Nobody said anything, we stood and watched as our event was wiped away. Later, I don't know how I got to this point, but I walked into a building and looked out. It looked like people were sleeping. Might have been my sisters. Not sure. Jessica S walked past the window and through a door. In the room I was in, there was a minifridge. I opened it up and a bowl of water spilled both in and out of the fridge. I tried to keep the water that was in inside while trying to deal with the spilt water. It wasn't happening.
Dream 2:
Just remembered this as I was typing, don't remember too much, but I remember, like, the silliest Max Payne game ever. He, which was me, had two guys that he was gonna take somewhere against there will, whatever. He walked out of the room they were in to get something and talk to his partner or whatever. When he left the room, he left all he had in the room, including his gun and, like, a lighter or his ID. The gun's the only important thing. He talks to his partner about whatever, then he gets some handcuffs. He walks back in and one of the guys took the gun and attempted to shoot him (me). Payne shoots his hand out so the pistol is barely facing away from himself, and the guy unloads the whole thing into a wall. Payne tries to handcuff him, then drops the cuffs. I'm pretty sure he told them to stop laughing at him or something and he knows he's making silly mistakes. He puts the handcuffs around one of each guys ankles chaining em together.
Dream 3:
I have no idea where this was, a small town in the spring or something. I also don't know what happened before, but my memory begins alongside Rob E walking towards a big gathering around an area enclosed by police tape in a public park. Patrick Z was in the tape looking outwards, like as a cop keeping people out. I dunno. Upon stopping, I notice Rob has a plastic bag out that he's dry heaving into. I look around and a bunch of other people have one as well. Trying to figure out what's making him so sick, I see a guy strapped in on a stretcher with a bit of vomit dribbling from his mouth. Immediately after, I instantly see Noah M, also within the police tape, coughing with another guy behind him. At first, I thought it was a demonstration on how to do the heimlich maneuver, except the guy doing it was so wrong and his arms were so misplaced. Eventually he got it and Noah was fine. Either days later or immediately after, I get a phone call that was from emergency services. They were trying to figure out where resources were dispatched from a case last week, and I'm unsure if it was the same one at the park. They just wanted to know where the place was based of a girl's description who phoned it in. The description was "there were a lot of flags hanging, and a penguin was dying." Or something like that, I remember flags and a penguin being important. The only place that comes to mind is Epcot, like Disneyworld Epcot, but I say I don't know. I'm then walking away with Whitney W. We walk and talk, then either she falls and I keep walking or she just walks away. I then get a phone call FROM HER saying that she's in a coma. This totally destroys me emotionally. I remain on the phone, making sure she's okay, and I walk through this house. I know I was in it earlier in the dream, and I had the key to walk through it. I know earlier I was invited by somebody, but I'm not sure who. Either way, the family is sitting in the front room and I walk through and out the front door, still in the phone. As I close the front door, it swings back open and the dad looks at me. He looks strangely like my old soccer coach. He says something about walking through, having a key to his house, not saying anything to them, or something, I don't know. I think I decided the combination of an older guy yelling at me and the emotional distress of a friend in a coma culminated to me deciding that I don't want to deal with any of it and I want to wake up. So I did.
At some point I returned the guy his house key, don't know if it was another dream or what.
Dream 4:
Short one, Stephen T and are in a book store. We're looking for a book I got partway through and stopped reading because it was so stupid. It was about a serpent dragon doing something, I don't remember. I look where I think it should be, don't find it. Someone working there asks if I need help and I mention the book. I think I also told her I thought it was dumb. She finds it for me, and I stand looking at it, thinking if I want to actually drop money on this thing.
Dream 5:
Started at my old home in Wellington. Winter. I walk out, look on the road, looking for the van I used to drive. See other ones similar, but I don't see my van. I pick up a bag of trash because apparently there were no trash cans or trash collectors. At the end of the street, they had installed the raising gates by railroad tracks or car parks. I continue walking around the block and meet up with Louis H and a couple other guys, though the identity of any of these people are still a bit fuzzy. They also have to throw out their trash. Someone says there's one around a building. We try to go around it, but there's a wall in the alley leaving a space for a leg and a shoulder to get through, but not much else. We go through the house WITH our bags of trash. They go ahead of me, and I'm told they went down some stairs that required some serious bending and contorting. Still with the bag of trash. We get downstairs hoping nobody's there to kick us out, but some adult woman, that looked a bit trashy, came out to shout about how everything sucks or something. And I just remembered, I don't know how any of this fits in, we were trying to get a large TV, a CRT or something, and I was worried she'd think we were stealing hers. Anyways, we tried to calm her down by pointing her to a super nintendo or something. She makes us play this game that was supposed to teach us the injustices of... Whatever. Obviously it didn't work too well because I forget it all. Ultimately I give up, I don't know where anyone else went OR the bags of trash went. I turn it off and wake up.
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As time goes on from these dreams, small details fade in and out, but they're not big enough to add in retroactively. It's not THAT important.
Dream 1:
Imagine the academic side of campus, between the science center, Merrick, Elliot, and Phillips. Either that area was very small, or me and a group of guys were way bigger than in reality. Not sure if this was a recruitment event, or a brotherhood, or what, but me and group of guys I wasn't familiar with, led by Doc. Griffin the orchestra director, where gathered about. A massive wall or whiteboard or something was set up with stuff hanging from it. We were going to kick soccer balls and whatnot at the board to knock stuff off. Doc wrote lyrics to a song under each of them, don't remember the song, but there's no logic here so whatever. I don't know if we had actually started yet, but suddenly a housekeeper from where I work at home, that might have been like half spider or something, went up to the board and wiped everything off. Nobody said anything, we stood and watched as our event was wiped away. Later, I don't know how I got to this point, but I walked into a building and looked out. It looked like people were sleeping. Might have been my sisters. Not sure. Jessica S walked past the window and through a door. In the room I was in, there was a minifridge. I opened it up and a bowl of water spilled both in and out of the fridge. I tried to keep the water that was in inside while trying to deal with the spilt water. It wasn't happening.
Dream 2:
Just remembered this as I was typing, don't remember too much, but I remember, like, the silliest Max Payne game ever. He, which was me, had two guys that he was gonna take somewhere against there will, whatever. He walked out of the room they were in to get something and talk to his partner or whatever. When he left the room, he left all he had in the room, including his gun and, like, a lighter or his ID. The gun's the only important thing. He talks to his partner about whatever, then he gets some handcuffs. He walks back in and one of the guys took the gun and attempted to shoot him (me). Payne shoots his hand out so the pistol is barely facing away from himself, and the guy unloads the whole thing into a wall. Payne tries to handcuff him, then drops the cuffs. I'm pretty sure he told them to stop laughing at him or something and he knows he's making silly mistakes. He puts the handcuffs around one of each guys ankles chaining em together.
Dream 3:
I have no idea where this was, a small town in the spring or something. I also don't know what happened before, but my memory begins alongside Rob E walking towards a big gathering around an area enclosed by police tape in a public park. Patrick Z was in the tape looking outwards, like as a cop keeping people out. I dunno. Upon stopping, I notice Rob has a plastic bag out that he's dry heaving into. I look around and a bunch of other people have one as well. Trying to figure out what's making him so sick, I see a guy strapped in on a stretcher with a bit of vomit dribbling from his mouth. Immediately after, I instantly see Noah M, also within the police tape, coughing with another guy behind him. At first, I thought it was a demonstration on how to do the heimlich maneuver, except the guy doing it was so wrong and his arms were so misplaced. Eventually he got it and Noah was fine. Either days later or immediately after, I get a phone call that was from emergency services. They were trying to figure out where resources were dispatched from a case last week, and I'm unsure if it was the same one at the park. They just wanted to know where the place was based of a girl's description who phoned it in. The description was "there were a lot of flags hanging, and a penguin was dying." Or something like that, I remember flags and a penguin being important. The only place that comes to mind is Epcot, like Disneyworld Epcot, but I say I don't know. I'm then walking away with Whitney W. We walk and talk, then either she falls and I keep walking or she just walks away. I then get a phone call FROM HER saying that she's in a coma. This totally destroys me emotionally. I remain on the phone, making sure she's okay, and I walk through this house. I know I was in it earlier in the dream, and I had the key to walk through it. I know earlier I was invited by somebody, but I'm not sure who. Either way, the family is sitting in the front room and I walk through and out the front door, still in the phone. As I close the front door, it swings back open and the dad looks at me. He looks strangely like my old soccer coach. He says something about walking through, having a key to his house, not saying anything to them, or something, I don't know. I think I decided the combination of an older guy yelling at me and the emotional distress of a friend in a coma culminated to me deciding that I don't want to deal with any of it and I want to wake up. So I did.
At some point I returned the guy his house key, don't know if it was another dream or what.
Dream 4:
Short one, Stephen T and are in a book store. We're looking for a book I got partway through and stopped reading because it was so stupid. It was about a serpent dragon doing something, I don't remember. I look where I think it should be, don't find it. Someone working there asks if I need help and I mention the book. I think I also told her I thought it was dumb. She finds it for me, and I stand looking at it, thinking if I want to actually drop money on this thing.
Dream 5:
Started at my old home in Wellington. Winter. I walk out, look on the road, looking for the van I used to drive. See other ones similar, but I don't see my van. I pick up a bag of trash because apparently there were no trash cans or trash collectors. At the end of the street, they had installed the raising gates by railroad tracks or car parks. I continue walking around the block and meet up with Louis H and a couple other guys, though the identity of any of these people are still a bit fuzzy. They also have to throw out their trash. Someone says there's one around a building. We try to go around it, but there's a wall in the alley leaving a space for a leg and a shoulder to get through, but not much else. We go through the house WITH our bags of trash. They go ahead of me, and I'm told they went down some stairs that required some serious bending and contorting. Still with the bag of trash. We get downstairs hoping nobody's there to kick us out, but some adult woman, that looked a bit trashy, came out to shout about how everything sucks or something. And I just remembered, I don't know how any of this fits in, we were trying to get a large TV, a CRT or something, and I was worried she'd think we were stealing hers. Anyways, we tried to calm her down by pointing her to a super nintendo or something. She makes us play this game that was supposed to teach us the injustices of... Whatever. Obviously it didn't work too well because I forget it all. Ultimately I give up, I don't know where anyone else went OR the bags of trash went. I turn it off and wake up.
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As time goes on from these dreams, small details fade in and out, but they're not big enough to add in retroactively. It's not THAT important.
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