The Inner Workings of a Sound Addict

02.08.2012

Turning Into Babies (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


This has to be one of the most surreal dreams I've ever had. How this didn't spark off a DILD I have no idea.

I'm on the bus with one of my best friends. We get off the bus and start to walk home together. At one point in our walk, the conversation turns to the thought of having children [bear in mind we're only 19], and my friend talks about how bad it would be if his child didn't like the child of his best friend [me? I don't know].

Suddenly, we are babies. We're both about 1 year old, or whatever age babies start to stand up, but we're totally cool with it. It doesn't bother us. It's as if we've made this change by choice, and as if this was a normal thing to do. We're simply 19-year old guys in babies' bodies.

I explain that if I, as a baby, were to go up to him and push him over, which I demonstrate, he'd not remember by the time he'd grown up - in an attempt to explain it doesn't matter if babies don't like each other, as they won't remember anyway.

I then remark how strange it is that we have adult minds, and that anyone that saw us now would be incredible confused by our 19-year old intellect. I also point out that my voice is unchanged, while his is different - though he tells me this isn't the case from his perspective.

I get the feeling this element to the dream comes from the video of the two babies pretending to have an adult conversation, despite speaking in only 'daa daa's, found here.


I'm later in the attic room of my new house with my girlfriend. Again, we're both babies.

For some reason, we take some greetings cards sent for our parents and drop them in a large pot of liquid, so that the writing disappears.

After going downstairs briefly and coming back up again, we're back in our normal bodies. I pull her on top of me, and she complains that she's too tired to have sex. However, not because I'm trying it on, but because she's been complaining to me recently about being desperate for some action [we haven't seen each other in a few months], and now that's she's finally come to visit, she doesn't have the energy!

A flop of a sex dream if I ever did see one

02.08.2012

Witcher Obstacle Course (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in a huge cave with countless platforms and bridges over a large body of water, again with one of my best friends. We've just finished a Witcher quest [as in, from the game Witcher II, which I've been playing recently] and we head towards the exit.

We fight through a few easy monsters, with me using my typical Aard sign tactic. However, the magic comes from a giant toothpaste tube, which I squeeze. I'm carrying my coat over one shoulder, which causes me to miss a few times.

We cross various obstacles, such as a tiny floating platform which moves across the water, which we almost fall off. We eventually arrive at two rope bridges, now joined by two more of my close friends. Two of them take one each, but almost fall off after not realising how unstable they were.

The dream ends with a tiny, squared rope ladder, which all my friends help me down on my back, but drop me at the bottom.

14.05.2012

Touched Up In A Club (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in a converted church which has been turned into a club (similar to one we have at uni). I'm on a platform getting with a drunken friend of mine, in clear view of everyone.

She proceeds to put her hand on my crotch and I recoil briefly as I realise this once-innocent kiss is getting a bit out of hand! People laugh and cheers me on, however, so I let it continue.

Unfortunately, she soon realises everyone is watching, including our friends, and gets embarrassed. To save my skin I tell her I had no idea.

Shitty recall again the last few nights - I swear it gets better then gets worse, never steady. I tried drinking about a pint of apple juice (despite my dislike for it) not only to wake me up after an REM cycle, but also to see if it gave me a more vivid dream. To my recollection, it did not, but here's what I remembered:

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6/4/12

I'm talking to a girl I've met once or twice in her room at uni, proposing we 'get down to it', so to speak. She says not now, but we both agree it will happen eventually by the end of term [sweet].

Later on, I'm still talking to her, but with someone else. She tells me about her boyfriend [where did he come from?!] and how she has to get up at 4am the following morning for a job interview. In an unrelated and uninteresting end to my dream, I take a few things out of a washing machine, noticing they're already pretty much dry.

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I'm at a funeral (or just outside one) in a park I used to have rugby training in [which I recently revisited for a memorial match for a friend's late dad] and I'm play-fighting with a friend. Later, a woman roughly 300 metres away, on the other side of the ceremony, gives my mum a horrendously evil stare. I must have had eagle vision to see it.

Partly from the downtime of DV, and partly from my own neglect, my dream journal has been largely untouched recently. Now that I'm back from uni for a while, and away from its many dream-inhibiting substances, I think I'll try and get this up and running again.

My lack of dream journalling has noticeably affected my dream recall, unfortunately, so I feel as if I'm back to the start, but here goes: a retrospective view of some of the more interesting dream fragments.

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5/3/12

My friend gets stung by a wasp, so I take out a lawsuit against the wasp.

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7/3/12

I'm in a cruise ship hotel with my sister and cousin, and we steal my own dog (god knows who from). We escape to the top floor, which happens to be a posh restaurant, in which I'm pretty sure we're not allowed. My mum assures me it's fine, as my sister and cousin leave. She later plays some liquid drum & bass on some fat speakers, 'Memoirs' by Rameses B.

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14/3/12

I'm on a bed in a public place with my ex-girlfriend from about 3 years ago. I haven't seen her in a while and she tells me about implants she got recently, all 3 of them. She tells me to feel them, then to help her lose her virginity [despite previously being my girlfriend]. Though I nobly oblige, she leaves before we can do the deed, much to the disappointment of my entourage, who had recently formed in the room.

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17/3/12

I'm back from uni and my mum tells me she's seen my tattoo [though in real life, she still hasn't] and thinks it's disgusting [in the dream, it does actually look pretty vile]. However, she says she's over it because she's already cried about it and gotten it out of her system. [I really hope this isn't a true representation of how it actually goes down!]