Crazy birthday party

There’s a few sexual sequences in this dream, btw.

The dream starts out with a particular group of friends of mine going out to the coast to attend some huge birthday party.

The part was being hosted in this large upscale apartment, it was huge it reached into the sky. There was a bar and arcade built in. Despite there being a group it mainly focused on my two friends. Ill call them lobster and mouse for reference.

We arrive at the bar section of the apartments, I order a bud-wiser from the bartender, she acknowledges me yet I never get my drink.

I try and mingle with the crowd, but they are pretty unresponsive. I talk to mouse for awhile, Can’t remeber what we talked about. I wander off to find lobster and knock over a barstool with a backpack. The backpack released several reptiles. There were a few geckos, salamander and a small Ingunna, the tail of the iguana fell off, and one of the geckos had an spinal injury of some sort and was walking funny.

The owner of the backpack came over, frantically checking on his pets.. He seemed not to bothered just bumbed out with the iguana as there tails fall off as self defense; However he was upset at the crippled gecko. The gecko had the same coloration as a coral snake.

I offered him a beer as a token of my apologies but he declined. I tried finding lobster and located him in the club section. The people were dressed in a variety of clothes, some conservative and colorful, to some kinky shit

Some time passed and we headed to the apartment, we had to travel through a nearly endless, white hallway. It was poorly light, and the florescent lights gave things an eerie look.

We arrived, and I was introduced to him. Can’t remember exactly what he looked like. There was a huge party in his house. I kept trying to get mouses attention, but couldnt get it.

Sat down, and got bored, this chick starts hitting on me, and eventually starts mouthing my crotch. Its pretty awesome but awkward and the same time. Don’t even like showing public signs of affection to women, let alone dry hump thier mouth.

She left eventually, and I headed to the arcade, They had some crazy future arcade, that played with 3d headsets. there were a few people playing virtual tennis.

Lost track of my friend and I made my way to the beach, and played a game on my psp. It’s a game I’ve never seen before. Sorta a gta style driving game. I drove my car off a bridge and landed into the ocean. As I exited my car lions, not sea lions but straight up lions started swimming towards my character and mauled him.

This is where the dream wraps up

Old: Spirit Collector

This has to be one my all time favorite old dream.

It starts me off in a fantasy styled forest, almost alien. The colors were intensely vibrant and saturated, the sky was black as coal with the stars piercing through. The moon was glaring down, larger than reality it was a silky yellow color.

Though it was the dead of night the environment was illuminated as if it were day time.

The grass was long and razor like, the trees had large octopus like roots, and there were large sunflowers, and many multi colored flowers and plants.

I was playfully running through this forest with my highschool crush holding my hand, she was stunningly beautiful. Long flowing brunette hair to her mid back, small black oval glasses, she was wearing a dress, and bare feet.

I was barefoot, shirtless, with weathered brown shorts on.

We arrived at a circular style clearing, trees and flora lined the edges. Aside from a few flowers and bushes the center was grass covered and treeless.

In the clearing there were ghost like creatures of every color, they made music as they flew. They looked like a streaks of light with face at the front. They had tiny arms protruding a little way past their head.

The girl picked out two small nets, at the handle was a microphone, and at the pommel was the part you talked in.

We began to collect the spirits, they didn’t seem to mind it was as if they wanted to be collected. Some would playfully runaway as if we were playing a game.

As we collected them the music increased in volume.

The sides of the clearing appeared nearly endless, football stadium length or longer. Yet we could clear the length in a matter of seconds. We were wickedly fast, and did not fatigue.

That’s all I can remember
I never did anything with that girl in real life, despite being in shape, drop dead beautiful she was sorta nerdy, top of our math class, had a great sense of humor; however due to her shyness, and nerdyness she remained single.

Lame ass dream

I haven’t been remembering my dreams lately, or they have been for the most part uninteresting.

This is one isn’t too exciting, I went to the local gaming store to play warhammer, for those who don’t know warhammer is a wargame. Very similar to a boardgame but on a very large scale. Usually it’s two people with primarily plastic soilders .

Anyway when I got there I somehow forgot half my troops. My friend was saying just play with what you have, yet I was hell bent on getting the rest of my army.

For whatever reason, I didn’t want to drive home, or rode on a bike, it wasn’t clearly explained.

My friend offered me a ride home, found my stuff, and I figured since I recently moved in my stuff wasn’t all together like it usually is.

Pretty lame dream

Dreams of old: Spider

No dream for today, I simply do not remember, or didn’t dream in the first place.

I have decided to do a section called dreams of old, if I don’t have a dream for that day, i’ll recap on old dream. 

The problem with going over old dreams is that they are extreamly hard to remember.It’s hard enough trying to make sense of a “fresh one’ ;
However this is a dream I’ll never forget. 

I had it 4 or so years ago, I was chilling with my friends in an old house. We were just chilling, and talking. 

We decided to split up and check the house. I went into a room it had old dusty, pasely furniture. The room wasn’t too intresting so I left…

Suddenly a large, black, and red spider latched onto my face. The spider was huge, the size of a stop sign. I started to wind up my fist, and jabbed myself in the face..

I awoke writhing in agnony, to my knowledge I’ve never walked in my sleep, but I have sleep punch myself.

After I stopped whinning, I was amused at what I had done, and sorta relieved there wasn’t a huge face eating spider on me

dolphin friendly

Had to work an 8 hour turn around which means another dream for today.

This is a crazy one, I was watching what I thought to be a reality tv show, it could have been a comedy for all I know.

It starred some lanky, tall, man who lived with his mom,grandma, and great grandma. He dressed like a rapper, baggy clothes, bling, funny hat, and had an Asian girlfriend.

The show started him out in a delima, he had apparently accidentally murdered a dolphin, in a swimming pool.. The dolphin ate one of his ear plugs for swimming and choked, or got poisoned.

For awhile he panicked, and then decided he needed to dispose of the evidence. The dolphins corpse was in a black trash-bag, and I didn’t actually see the dolphin. Suddenly it cuts to his room, he’s by a paper shredder and he has the dolphin is now stored in 45 or so unmarked, opened tuna cans.

The contents of the can looked more like cranberry sauce more than dolphin meat. He started loading the cans into the shredder, but shredded paper came out. He seemed comically relieved, but realized he was shredding old mail.  He groaned, and started to load the dolphin cans into it. The shredded material looked like cut fruit roll ups.

It cuts to his girl friend suggesting the dolphin getting an autopsy, showing the death was accidental and not his fault. He does this despite the dolphin being cut up into fruit roll up bits.

Another scene has him dressing up in a fat suit, to startle his relatives, he explains this is how you become a true gangster.

The garage door opens, and he gets hit by their car and harmlessly rag dolls to the floor. With much trouble he gets back on his feet. His mother and grandmother seem indifferent to his antics, his great-grandmother scolds him about eating too much junk food.

This is where the dream ends.
Notes about this dream.
Wore earplugs in order for me to sleep during the day.

Aliean camcorder and the brain monster

This was a pretty bizarre dream, I only can remember bits and pieces of it.

It starts off (or at least the earliest I can remember) in a large white van, similar to the ones they drove us around in my after-school program in middle-school. I must have been in HighSchool or something because the passengers were all students, oddly enough so was the driver.

I was a little different in this dream, huge contrast to my suave self in the last dream I had. Most of features were the same, except I was wearing super thick glasses, and my voice was extremely nasally.

I was sitting in the back of the van, fiddling with a oldschool 90’s camcoder, it looked identical to my dads yet it belonged to school. after some difficulty I managed to turn on the video camera. it When I looked through the eye piece I didn’t see the standard, battery meter, zoom level, or recording light. There was a green cross hair with hooks at the ends, and at top there were three rows of multiple multi colored rectangles. They altered colors depending on what I was looking at.

For whatever reason this annoyed my classmates, the pleaded for me to turn it off, but I Ignored them. We were driving at night in a familiar area downtown,  lampposts,streetlights, and headlights reflected off the large building windows.
We arrived at a tall building, the lower level had large panes of glass and inside there were slot machines, 90s arcade games, and an unmanned reception. We entered the building, and assembled with our fellow class mates, I went down a staircase to find a restroom, down stairs there was multi room floor, I made my way to the restroom.

Awhile later I ended up walking into a room, it was full of adults, and students, and tables full of food and baked goods. At this point I realized I wasn’t carrying my camera anymore, and felt an immediate urge to find it at once.

An older woman at a podium announced the food was not free, and that this was some sorta bake sale, alot of the students immediately left, I tried to leave myself but I was almost paralyzed,only cloud move at maybe half speed.

Perhaps I was feeling self-conscious, and didn’t want to seem rude like my other class mates, but I was on a mission to retrieve my camera. after a short while I left, The last place I remember having the camera was in the restroom. The rooms seemed to change, there were multiple restrooms now and I went through each one trying to locate it.

Some time passed, and I decided to abandon it. made my way up to the upper-floor, and suddenly a stereo typical jock bully (exact stereo type, short haircut, jacked up, sports jacket) Tackled me knocking my glasses off into the abyss. As I hit the floor I saw a blur of light from the arcade cabinets and slot machines. He began to pummel me with his fists; however despite it causing physical damage, His blows unfazed me. I kneed him in the groin and he recoiled off me in agony and crawled away. I checked my face and I had a black eye, broken nose, and a split lip that was oozing blood.

this is where shit gets weird.

A large brain like creature, in a unseated dune buggy approaches me. It gazed at me with sesame street style googly eyes. It said something along the lines that I was pretty intelligent for a human. At the same time a super-man esk person approached me. He was wearing all blue and had a lighter blue cape with white trim, and a similar colored lucha libre mask. He warned me of the monster, telling me that it would devourer my brain.

it challenged me to a riddle of some-sort, it warped me in around its tentacle arms while I was preoccupied. The super hero waited until the very last-minute and amputated the tentacle with an upward kick We made a dash to the restroom down stairs.

Tentacles started coming out of the drains, sinks, urinals and toilets, They seemed fairly ineffective I was hit with several off them, before the hero began chopping them up with his kicks.

We escaped from the building, and there were two super hero types standing on top of some sorta armored volts-wagon bug. One of them was really heavy-set, and dressed in leather, the other was super scrawny and wielding some sorta tubed gun. They were talking to each other about stopping the brain creature, and that they worked for the government or something.

The Lucha hero hoped on top of their car, and tossed them into the building. He loaded me into the tube gun and shot me at the top of the building with a grappling hook.

This part of the dream becomes really surreal and hard to remember,the city in the short time that I was in the building was in ruins, like godzilla just went through it. We began hopping from building to building, and then through buildings. The buildings started to become fake, paper-thin and small. Like props or backdrops to a movie or play.

that’s all I can remember at this point, I kinda wrote this out in a rush since I have an 8 hour turn around at work.

– notes about this dream

Dialog in dreams seems really hard to remember

Its easier to remember dreams when I’m actively trying to remember them.

Mask

Had a delightful dream last night; however it was equally sad.Made sure to write down the key details as soon as I woke up, I want to remember this dream.

My dream starts me off back in high-school/perhaps college, the architectural features looked similar to the one I used to goto, but different enough. Lunch time rolled around and I made my way to the cafeteria. I noticed several features on my way there, one notably a Jugglo kid (Insane clown posse fan) decked out in make clown make up, I find this weird I dont even care for ICP or listen to much of it. Secondly a mural. On the mural there were people dressed in red robes, wearing masks with a variety of expressions, Ill have to draw them out someday they were quite unique.

I waited in line after making it to the cafeteria, when meeting the lunch woman we discussed prices, people in back of me were getting impatient so I quickly picked some sorta biscuit thing and some chocolate milk. immediately after grabbing my milk I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned to address the tap and noticed it came from a girl. She must have been 18, or late 17, her hair was jet black, and her hair was very bizarre but fashionable. the back was medium length, her bangs were cut to a variety of lengths, same with her sides, very tiny 5’5 at best, very tiny frame and small bust, as she move she seemed to float as if she could control gravity or something.

She asked me something along the lines of “Who are you?”

I gave out a dismissive cocky reply” a human” and went on my way. I noticed that I wasn’t carrying the tray my lunch was on, I turned around to check the lunch room, gone.

I find some shade and sat down to sip on my milk, one thing in particular setting detail, the sun was glaring down the entire time, nearly blinding. The girl shortly plopped down in front of me.

I said “Yeah?”

she replayed with ” I know the girl who stole your lunch”

I accusingly replied ” I bet you do”

She responded with a devilish grin.

Despite being a cocky and hard to get I felt immediate attraction to her

there is a minor time-lapse, but the girl and I apparently become friends and end up at my house. The house is completely unfamiliar to me, with one exception. My art work was hanged up all over the house, much like it is at my real house. I had an unfamiliar heavier set roommate who was more of an intimate object he didn’t talk, move, or do anything as far as I know. This contradicts the high-school setting completely. We talk, what about I can’t remember, wish I did.

After we had ourselves a great time, I drive her home. As I arrive she unexpectedly kisses me, the kiss was a little wet, not to sloppy, just right. I responded with reckless abandon. We kissed for a while until I tried to hold her and run my fingers through her hair, she recoiled before I even touched her yet still holding the kiss for 15 more seconds.

in the dream I was deeply happy, im sure that carried into my unconscious body to,endorphins kickin in.

Another pesky time-lapse

Her and I were in some sorta play, if there was an audience I couldn’t tell my focus was entirely on her. We were donned in the red robes and masks from the mural, There we other students(assuming) paired off in twos, there must of been 30th pairs 60 people

Id like to note this is the only time the sun was not glaring down on me.

She was completely adorable, her crazy hair stuck out of the mask in all directions. We rehearsed a bit, we dance until the music stops and remove our masks. and bow.

The real deal begins, we dance for a while, all i can think about is her but I nail the dance perfectly until the end. The music stops everyone removes their mask and bows. Except for me I forget to remove my mask before bowing. This upset her greatly, and she soon after broke up with me..

The details become especially foggy at this point, but as far as I know we remained friends, we hanged out with my intimate roommate, drove her around.

The dream ends with her trying to take me back, she goes in for a grab and a kiss, but I recoil away. The voice in my head told me she would never be mine. so I resisted.

A small time-lapse and im boarding a bus, a little gloomy, and lost in thought. this is where I wake up.

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