JonBingus

It was a good dream but I have lost it to the universe

This was one where I really should have reality checked. I was at my old house and went on the upper balcony. It was the evening and down by the pool was my brother with some girl. There were also two friends of mine in there that I can't remember. I dove in the pool and we all sat agains the back wall looking up at the sky. In the night sky was the moon, but it was shimmering. Shimmering like it was covered in water. Suddenly I realized that it must be the apocalypse, and instead of the moon it was a giant planet coming to smash us and end earth. I had no thoughts of dreams, only of enjoying my last moments. I looked up at the beautiful sight, and Tom and his girlfriend put masks on and said they had them on to prepare for the aliens. What weirdos. The planet suddenly swooped in extremely close, at cloud height, and we stared up at a single giant island in the sky among this vast sea that had turned the night sky blue.

I had this moment after a long string of dreams at different parties. I was walking down the road, fully came to, but thought it wasn't a dream as it was unusually normal. Now because I'm in nofap right now, I thought back to all these parties and said out loud "I am so proud of myself for not masturbating this whole time. I deserve praise for all my hard work." And then I just woke up haha.

I was at a co-op of cottages. Quinn was there, and she was hosting a 24/7 naked hot tub for all the residents. I was way too busy to go in the beginning, as I just got a new dirtbike and there was also some pressing fight from earlier in the dream. I kept riding around doing stuff, saying I would join them, and flaking at the last minute. Tristan was in the tub with them always. I wanted to join but was nervois about how my past would be dragged into it. I rode my bike some more then went to join. As I did, Hogarth showed up. I knew that we were both two of the 100 living shape shifters. Me, a bird, and he a snake. Quinn wanted us to meet and I kept screaming thta he's a fucking snake.

We did battle. He nearly bit me many times with his fangs, and then we used animal form less. I could fly in my human body and he could use the 4 elements in his. It was an epic battle, and it ended with me flying high into the atmosphere, slamming into him, and sending him into the ocean. He floated unconscious, and I manifested a broken iphone that would play a loop of a mudkip. He took it as the gift intended and left. I joined the hottub. This was definitely influenced by ghost in the shell, because every woman had perfectly erect nipples. So weird. We were talking, then one girl said "Funny how we all have such high eyelines to avoid staring." She was right. In my own dream I was peripheral boob watching. after talking for a bit a little girl in the tub wanted to go down to the beach cabana. We're doing a mass migration when I decide I'll ride my minibike naked in my bath robe there. I go to get it, but it's in pieces. I try to assemble it as there are only 10 pieces but Hogarth comes and asks if I'm coming. I make it look like the assembly will take all night and I am flaking again, but really I will put it together quick and catch up for some more fun.

My alarm goes off. I did flake on them

A Dime was living with us for a week and kept bringing progressively hotter girls over. They went to go do photo shoots in the park and I considered flying over there to impress them but knew it was lame. I stayed home, and eventually got assaulted by some spiders that were tarantula size but had daddy longlegs bodies. Freaky stuff.

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.

shee

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.

Last night, in my dream, I pursued the girl I loved and grew to become a man.

I found myself outside of a classic American diner, which was situated at the very edge of a tall cliff. It was in such a way that the windowed wall opposite the counter was flush with the cliffside, like an extension of the geography. Across from the cliff was an even higher one, which was covered completely in ivy, giving the view a beautiful green backdrop. I had vague memories of that fact that I had fought my way here, and was very ready to take a rest. The food here was not at all that of a classic American diner, but was actually sushi style haute cuisine. The chef was an accomplished monk, and he cooked alone. I ordered a meal, and it was surprisingly simple yet refined. First came a course of small tofu cubes, made of many layers of different coloured tofu which had been marinated and simmered in the essence of duck, raspberry, and brown sugar. They were extremely tasty. The next item was cubed chicken, also the same size of roughly a raspberry. The chicken was so delicious and tender, and there was a whole bowl of it instead of one piece which went against traditional high-end cooking. After eating these and a few more courses. I had arrived at the exact perfect amount of full.

While I was eating, a group of girls had shuffled in and taken a seat. I found one of them in particular to be very beautiful, and she had a certain spark in her eye that told me she was special. I finished my meal, thanked the chef, and with no reason to loiter, ordered another meal. The chef seemed uncomfortable, knowing I would end up too full and would not enjoy each bite now that I was not hungry. He also explained that there was no other food, just the one set of courses that he had perfected. I said perfect! He began to cook, and I ate the chicken while often looking over at her across the place. When I finished my second mean, I saw the girls were almost done, so I lazily floated out of the window and hovered above the deep canyon, legs crossed, meditating. I felt a complete satisfaction with the meal, and with my ability to float effortlessly, but a strong yearning to talk to this girl held me back from concentration. I floated once again into the restaurant and found the girls gone except for her. She was in the booth across from the stool I had been eating at and was with the chef, who I realised was her father. I knew if I was to win her over I must achieve monk status even beyond her father. I could already fly, but I knew that was nothing.

Soon, I began to talk to her. I sat lazily with my head resting on my arms and started asking her questions. She thought I was too old for her when of course I am actually much younger than everyone thinks I am. I could tell she had some measure of interest in me by the conversation, but she was still at unease as I was simply a stranger in her father's restaurant.

Then, the moment of reckoning came. The goons that I had fought to get here, a villainous bunch who wore spiked leather and rode motorcycles, came from far down the cliff's edge looking to cause trouble. They knew there would be lots of money here, in a place with such expensive and rare cuisine. They approached the restaurant and got to about 50 feet down the cliffside, just across a wooden bridge that gapped a large crack in the cliff wall. It allowed for a pointed defence, and so I swiftly headed to cut them off on the near side of the bridge. They laughed in my face, pulled their guns, and shot me in the chest. Before I went down I managed to strangle one of them to death through manipulation of the force. My body gave way, and I fell off the bridge and down down down into the abyss off the cliff's edge. I felt the crack of the impact and then opened my eyes, standing once again atop the bridge. The villains were stunned. How had I materialised? Immediately I knew the answer to that impossible question. In my fall down the cliffside, I had achieved a full-fledged monk mind through my understanding of death and my yearning to be with her. When I died, my spirit left my body and I guided it into the body of the man I had killed on the bridge. The moment I inhabited him, my energy rearranged every molecule in his body to fit the shell that I had grown so accustomed to, down to the white robes I had been wearing.

This was what true power felt like.

I removed the rest of the bikers from the situation and returned to the restaurant, but she was gone. The chef was there, but he eyed me with an uneasy gaze, thinking me to be a practitioner of the dark arts and not an enlightened one like himself. Surely he had sent her away for her own protection.
Soon enough, I discovered the truth of the situation. She and her friends had been trained as warrior priestesses by her father, and they had returned down the same path the bikers had just come down. I went to meet them, and see what their intention was. It was to kill. So I stood there, and I let them cast me from the cliff. The impact with the cavern floor was great, and then I was on top of the bridge again, unmoved and unchanged. I was smiling, right at her. This was just a joke to me, a light-hearted act all put together for her entertainment. I could see her start to understand. Her friend threw me again, and once more I returned. With each reincarnation, I became more lighthearted to the situation, while their concern and fear rose. But I showed them no aggression. I looked at her, deep into her, and hoped she understood I was not the enemy. Then I flew away.

My dream continued for several hours. I returned to where the bikers had come from and fought many people, training to be stronger and gaining new abilities. I took down a helicopter mid-flight and learned how to teleport. It was a fun dream but also a dangerous and stressful one at times, as I never reached lucidity.

After some time, out of the corner of my eye, I realised one of my battles had taken me back to the diner. I went to the same spot across the bridge, and lo and behold the girl and her friends were walking up the cliffside, come to eat. I stood there, hovering an inch off the ground, and waited for her to see me. When she did, I saw a recognition and understanding in her eyes. She had changed. She turned from her friends when they reached me, walked to the edge of the cliff side, and fell off. In an instant, she stood before me.

I floated up to her, both of us smiling and full of pride.

"I figured it out, dummy"

"I know"

We kissed.



I spent a long time with her for the remainder of the dream. We talked about our lives and our adventures, and at one lull in the conversation, I forgot about it all and my dream shifted back to the battles and leather men. Soon enough I woke up.

Good morning.