JonBingus

Been a while since I've had a good nightmare. These came courtesy of a moment in my first dream where I was testing out the power in an attic for setting up a workshop, and I short-circuited the place. It went black and made violent electricity noises and spooked me. Fom then on I experienced at least 50 false awakenings in different bedrooms and places, with different sources of demons and silent staring people at each one. At one point I was at my old house, and I was petting kitty in front of the fire. Most of the danks were there, but when I asked them what they thought of where I grew up, they just stared at me until the nightmares came back.

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I was at a movie with Rob and Simon. I realized it was an LD and kept telling simon it was. I tried a few times to meditate but it kept bnringing on nightmares or causing the dream to fall apart. At one point I rubbed my hands together and that really worked but by then I thought that if I spoke I would wake everyone up in the real world so I just slipped back into the dream and went on.

Later I found myself at a graduation ceremony. It was for Hannah's class, and all of these people from my past and from HC were there. So many faces that are insanely distant yet somehow my mind still has them all stored deep down somewhere. I was not invited to the grab but kept stumbling in with a hoodie on. I couldn't get the hood to stay off my head so I looked like the depressed kid from the nothing to lose video. Hannah came up to me after the grad and I hugged her so deeply, I missed all human connection and she was sucha warm presence. She invited me to her after party and I walked around a lot with her friends before my alarm went off.

all took place in a big hotel. SW was putting on a big show and Liz was the stage manager and standin for the main. At night i slept with heather and meg and in the day I was wit Vic, working on some next level art project and hitting on the girls living in his suite.

I revisited an old dream of mine. It was with Drake and hid buddies at some bar. I was there because drake was being nice to me, and I remembered that the first time in this dream was a disaster. I had clothing on underneath from my youth, and I think in the original dream I shit myself at the end. Iinstead, I met drakes team and told them I can freestyle. I asked to freestyle with two of the producers. At first they were like ah fuck we have to listen to this kid suck, but as soon as I got going they were blown away. I'm always amazed that I can freestyle in dreams, but even in there I can reach flow state.

After being with them I entered a situation where we hijacked an alien invading ship and me and galen were driving. We had to help kill thousands of humans to avoid suspicion but eventually I just started firing the forward cannon

This started as a nightmare, but eventually developed into a great dream. I had been with Arshia and Simon, and we were spending some time out of the city at some place. Arshia had made some mean-spirited bet about cleaning up a car or doing some task every day, and anyone who didn't do it had to pay a bunch of money to the other two. I almost lost and they were bein ghuge dicks about it. Then, the poltergeist came.

It wrested control of the body from you and filled you with a sense of absolute dread. Paralysed, nauseous, scared. And then it started coming for my friends. Eventually it came back every few minutes to get me, simon, and two others. Sometimes it was Melissa, sometimes jake. We suffered. Eventually I noticed that we could see this creature. It was small, like an ethereal raccoon, and would creep up your leg to the brain where it would take its hold then go on to the next person. I tried chanting, cursing, praying, nothing worked. Eventually I got infra goggles, and I could see it clearly as a cloud of black smoke. And I got two pistols. And then, I found the cure. When the creature appeared I would steer clear, and it would go atop a table looking to do a facehugger maneuver. I set that fucker on fire while it waited then filled it with lead, and dead it lay. Devon's poltergiest died easier, we just needed to stomp on it with a blanket covering. Jakes had to be actually cursed, and the final one we just destroyed with everything we had. Gramma witnessed, and as a reward she gave us massive sandwiches. Like watermelon sized sandwiches. It was glorious.

I was the master of the war games. From my ability to fly, I was able to stay in a safe zone, far out of the reach of the weaponry. Although my team discovered new and improved weapons with each level, I only held on to my stylish pistol, that only held 7 shots in the mag. Just enough.

serious fragmentation here but I'll list it.

I found myself outside of a halloween party, not knowing who the hosts were. It was on the top floor of a four story apartment building, and it appeared to me that the party was insanely good. I waited for a bit but I knew I wouldn't get in so I just went to the one in the basement of the building which was a bar. I met a bunch of celebrities and specifically childish gambinos girlfriend. I got too drunk so she took me back to her place to let me crash but I kept exploring it because it was just massive and there were like 20 people living there.

I'm on the highway in a stolen muscle car. I think it's a barracuda. I start just absolutely flooring it and weaving between traffic. The inertia is insane, and I love every second. Driving up the shoulder at 100 MPH. I got to a gas station and parked, and tried riding a boosted board around but I couldn't get the balance. I returned to the car to find my actual car parked at the gas station with a huge ticket. i didn't pay. Later in the dream I got a $160 ticket for parking outside of that party.

Best part of the dream was when I was with gramma and poppa in a convertible 67 stingray and poppa ripped it full speed past a massive crime scene so the cops had to stop chasing us to hit the scene.

I woke up today after a shattering emotional experience. Arshia turned me into the police, along with years of observations and accusations of strange and heinous crimes I had committed, of which only a single one was true. He ruined my life. I cried throughout the dream.

There was one moment where I said out loud, "I have been slipping into complacency with my life, and this tragic experience has reminded me how good freedom feels, but also how much I have taken it for granted."

Choose life.