Ill start off by saying I have no idea where this dream came from, but all my realistic, vivid dreams always start out with being like a normal dream, like Im just there doing nothing. Then something grabs my attention and thats when it becomes realistic and vivd.
Last night I was in what kind of seemed like a bar, or club, yet there werent alot of people around, I was following someone to a private room and the person said we're about to start the movie, its going to be awesome. I was standing at the door to the room and thats when everything kicked in. I open the door and walk in, its a room that has little lighting, like the lights were dimmed, and alot of guys are sitting down infront of a big screen tv, and alot of them are saying to a guy "congrats on getting married tommorow", or "I cant believe youre getting married". They werent talking to me, but thats when I figured out I was at a bachelor party or something. Then a lady walks up to me and asks if I want a dance.
This lady was only wearing a thong and I remember looking at her face, then her breasts, but I never looked farther down than that. Wont go into detail about what she looked like, just incase someone here might find it out of line with the details, but she looked pretty damn good. I remember asking how much for the dance, she said $20, and I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my wallet, opened it up and actually had to flip through bills to find a 20. Then pulled it out and gave it to her. Then had to restuff a few bills back into the wallet because they were packed in kind of tight, then folded the wallet back and put it back in my pocket.
We go to a row of seats behind all the guys, and she starts to dance for me. I could feel her body pressing up against me, and I could even feel her hair when she whipped her head around real quick as part of the dance and her hair brushed up against my face. But then out of no where a big mexican guy pushes her out of the way, and says "her sweety youre doing it wrong, this is how you dance for a guy", then he starts to try and give me a lap dance. He stayed clothed, and I could tell it was a joke, and I remember trying to push him away while I was laughing at him. Then I guess I pushed too hard and I accidentally hit him. He actually started to tear up and ran off into another room.
And instead of me saying to the stripper "alright you can finish your dance now", or "lets find a more private room", I remember thinking to myself that I probably hurt the guys feelings and I hope hes okay. And I asked one of the other guys what his name was because I forgot and they told me his name was Reeko, or how ever you spell the name. But then I yelled for him, and he came back and I asked if he was okay and he said he was and I said "well lets just chill out and watch the movie".
This is the kind of stuff that irritates the hell out of me, because thats probably what I wouldve done in real life, because I am somewhat of a nice guy and I wouldve checked on the guy for hurting his feelings. But in my dreams, if I knew I was dreaming, there is no freakin way I wouldve done that. I wouldve concentrated on the stripper, because well, shes a stripper. But I remember everyone sitting down and we started to watch the movie, the whole time I kept looking across the room at the lady who was sitting down by herself, thinking to myself, just go over there and invite her to another room. But then the movie caught my attention because it was one weird ass trippy movie, I mean I have never seen anything like this in real life, and it easily caught my attention.
So at that point Im just sitting there watching a movie, instead of doing what I wanted to do. But I couldnt figure out how to do it. The dream was very realistic and clear, like it was real life, and my actions in real life were in my dream as well. I wanted to go after the lady, but in real life I wouldve made sure the guy was okay and that I was being apart of the crowd and everything like that. Now I dont want to go into detail about the movie, it wasnt porn or anything, it was more like a documentary, on aliens, but man the show was trippy as hell. I have no idea where it came from, but man, it was weird. And I remember earlier that day thinking about the couple times I had been to a strip club and had a pretty good time, but now a days I dont even consider them because they are way too expensive, and frankly not worth it, but I figure that might have explained the stripper and the club.
But I have no clue on where the movie came from, or why I didnt pursue the lady in my dream. I mean at no point did I think that it was a dream at all, I actually looked at it almost like it was real life, and I couldnt figure out how to make myself realize that it was a dream, and then being able to have control of it. These type dreams, the realistic ones, seem to go on for a long time, and they are usually the dreams I have right before I wake up, like before I wake up from sleeping for 7 to 8 hours. What do you guys think.
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