My brain and I

dream : comments : lucid

19th of June, 2012

Just a couple o' fragments from last night:

I ended up in an empty cinema somehow and me and my friends started playing Xbox on the screen, which was awesome except I couldn't get the games to work properly. The one I do remember was some Loony-Toons-esque game where you rode on an asteroid and had to do...something.


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I was at a party at a farmhouse of some sort and went after my brother, who had run to the fence to check if it was, as he suspected, the border of Mexico (it was!)
While going after him, I felt a stinging sensation on my back and realised there was a bug biting me under my shirt. I ripped my shirt off and swatted at it, making it fly away. However, as I put my shirt back on, it flew back and down the front where I started biting me again. These were really painful bites, as well- like I was being stabbed. Each time it happened, I ripped it off my skin but it kept coming back. Eventually I was lying on the ground writhing in agony as this thing kept biting into me. Finally I just tore my shirt off my body and made my way back to the house. I could feel blood trickling down my back and front and, when I got inside, saw in a mirror that I was covered in blood. It was pretty yuck.

Howdy!

Okay, so as I haven't kept an online dream journal and I'm new here, I figure I may as well archive my most memorable dreams, as a way of settling in and letting you guys get to know me a bit. Here I'll post some of the more standout dreams from my book over the past few years until now; I have a terrible habit of writing them down for a couple of weeks and then stopping for months.

I've vowed this year to write down as many as I can, so with any luck this will be an almost daily updated little space.

I hope you enjoy this insight into the weird workings of my mind and possibly even gain a little bit of understanding of your own! I'd love to hear from you.

So.
Without further ado;


6th April, 2010

We were playing the weirdest 'game' ever - it basically involved standing on this abusive, glowing red square and sliding around on it while it made you feel uncomfortable. After we succeeded we asked an elderly woman if it was, in fact, possible to get to Hong Kong. She said yes.

Attempting to get there (I imagine, as I have no sense as to how we ended up where we did) we found ourselves on a small island. It was extremely polluted and you couldn't see anything beyond the waves. About eight others were there and we were all looking at the stars and searching for magic mushrooms.*
We went up and down hills picking shrooms, but only ate these little orange squishy things.

After that we tried to sleep on the beach and wait for the sunrise. Which never came.

Once the tide rose, hundreds of people were suddenly there also mushroom hunting. The Dude, from The Big Lebowski, led us around for a while under these awesome old piers and caves and through water and stuff.



*I don't do, nor have I ever done magic mushrooms but they often feature in my dreams and are always extremely "magical" in their appearance (flourescing, swirly etc.)
I love dreaming about them!