Chard's DJing This Party

Flashes of euphoria into ecstasy. Today's dream is about control, as I feel the pleasure in my brain there are sometimes neural offshoots down into my body that if I let get out of hand can wake me up. So I keep them short and sweet, never traversing past my shoulders.

I'm being chased by something up a giant curved hallway, with a step upward every few paces. I look back and see it's a kind of giant dragon/monster hybrid. I have something on my mind I want to ask, so I wonder out loud "How do we communicate with beings across the universe?" Last time the answer was that there's a special structure within our cells that allows us to do so. This time I am reading through some writing, come to the bottom, and see information on a dragon ring. I stop running and ask the dragon/monster about it, and it shows me a glowing cyan ring it's wearing. After it takes the ring off, the glow stops, but I put the ring on and the glow reappears. I notice the monster is gone, so I try communicating with it through the ring. It works!

I am gliding along a path in between 2 forests, with a clearing between the path and the forests. I am looking for T. I see her just ahead, but notice there are trees set up around her like bowling pins, and between me and those trees are giant bowling balls that could roll down and crush her if I'm not careful. I figure this is a way for the dream to test my level of control. I slow way down, gliding around the bowling balls. I walk around to the back of the trees, hook the one that's blocking her escape and pull it down, then invite her to walk out. She does and we head off down the path. We stop and get down and dirty. She's wearing a blue dress with a yellow skirt. I pull up the frills of her skirt to see she's wearing panties. I pull those off to the side, then have some middle-of-the-forest hero sex with her. I reach climax (only in the dream), then the dream ends.

There was a bunch more to this dream I wasn't able to recall.

This was a carrot-on-a-stick dream that had me chasing after something I have only seen a couple times before in my dreams.

I get out of bed, then walk outside. I request some rollercoaster ecstasy, but only get RE lite. In addition, as if to slap me in the face, it's accompanied by me falling through the earth into the pits of hell. I'm used to about anything in these dreams so I stay relaxed. Down there I see a monstrous form rising up out of a crouched position. I try to will it to be something cute and cuddly, but it brings its head into view and after I see 2 curved horns there can be no mistaking this for anything other than Diablo from the game (which I hadn't played in 10 years). I shoot a ball of fire at him that he easily stops with one outstretched clawed hand. He fires it back at me and I slice at it, expecting it to break up; instead, it stops mid-flight. The dream moves on before our fight could reach its conclusion.

I am at a beach now, where a girl with big boobs (probably fake) is walking by. I say hi to her, disrobe her bikini, then suck on one for a couple of seconds, then bring her to the ground. After giving her about 5 seconds of oral, the dream moves on. A man just can't get satisfaction.

I've seen unbelievable cityscapes of St. Louis a couple of times before, so I ride along in a car to downtown. It's nighttime. I can barely catch a glimpse of the city, missing the arch (or 2 arches as it has happened), before we move on to an apartment complex, which looked pretty cool in itself. I get out of the car and start heading back to the city, using a hookshot to get around. Over every roof I expect to see that breathtaking cityscape, but over every roof I only just see something, maybe a rollercoaster peaking or a tall, somewhat curved building bathed in dazzling lights.

I walk inside one of the buildings blocking my view and jump up into the ceiling, digging like a rodent to reach the top. I quickly see an overview of my area and notice someone digging down to stop me. Back in 1st person, I find that our tunnels have reached each other, and his was wide enough to hookshot up. A muscular Homer Simpson joined me along the way, contributing nothing. At the top I was hoping for the city, but a fog had settled in the meantime! Ugh. I saw a bridge and knew this was it, once I get past that I would get my spectacular view. The man who was trying to stop me appeared and I just run past him yelling "You can't even appreciate this anyway, you're probably only semi-lucid!" I step foot on the bridge and...

...I get kidnapped. My vision turns to tunnel vision, where there is blackness all around except for a small circle. I look about and slowly deduce that I'm on a boat in a swamp with a large rickety house on an island in the middle of it. I'm taken inside to the kitchen and my vision returns to normal. I find a box of cereal and grab it, munching on the food to console my disheartened self. One of the kidnappers uses telekinesis to draw the box away from me and I use telekinesis to get it right back, so I can eat while I continue to brood.

I am now back at my house. I realize there's a pool now and think "Oh cool" right before I am thrust backward like in karate movies where someone is punched super-hard. I take control now and start flying, making my way back to St. Louis until I decide willing myself there would be faster. I arrive just short of the same bridge as before, but it's up on a terrace so I have to hookshot up a few ledges. At least this time there's no fog to deal with. I walk through 2 brick monuments on either side of the entrance to the bridge, then find out I have a bit farther to go as the bridge arcs upward and I can't see past it's peak. I move pretty quickly hookshotting the sides of the bridge, then...

I wake up.

This was the usual morning/noontime lucid I have every time I take that nap, and it started the way they almost always do. I felt flashes of euphoria in my head, leading into full-on ecstasy. Not a very intense ecstasy today.

I get up out of bed, then start doing the worm. I then float through the wall outside, ask the dream what it thinks of me finding the DV forum, and I feel the dream take over as I do a front flip then a cartwheel. I decide it's time to get it on, so I concentrate on having a woman appear. I feel my arms around her before I see her, then begin to explore her with my hand but not too aggressively. Her face appeared, she was a bit disfigured. I'm pretty picky so I left her alone.

I'm in the kitchen with my mom. There was a question I had been wanting to ask the dreams, so I pose it, "What's the best way to get my idea out there?" referring to an idea I have that it's through exuding powerful body language that we socially accelerate, i.e. change other people positively. She opens her address/phonebook and words begin to scrawl on it but the phonebook disappears before I could read more than "righteous" and "call someone" and some information about Alaska that makes sense at the time.

Everyone is hanging out in the kitchen, including Dad. I get a bit manicky, then see Dad walk past. I say "Uh oh, Dad has that look on his face. He's going to throw me in the psychiatric center," in proper mocking fashion. I get a bit indignant and follow him outside, where there's snow on the ground. I yell at Dad, "Why the fuck couldn't you see what was happening?" (Something personal.) He seemed genuinely sorry and said, "I don't know. Maybe the script is off."

I try out being a Xenomorph from the movie Alien for a while, walking around and hissing, but no one around to taste with my extending mandible.

I woke up, which I must've done about 5 times during the dream. I just lay still each time not opening eyelids or moving a muscle and the dream resumed. Probably 4 out of the 5 times I re-entered I did through a device in my dreams I call a "strover," which is like a tablet I can expand itself by gripping the corners and pulling apart. I'll see the screen, then sort of try to get in the screen to join the dream.

I try my hand at humor and being talkative, almost to the point of spaztic, getting the feeling that the dream will end if I stop talking. While I was saying different things (I don't remember what) I felt sensations at various points in my spine, slowly crawling upward.

I walk into the building of a Google-Apple merger for an interview, but through a side door where a technician was working. He directs me to where the interview would take place. As I reach the very inviting, ornately decorated room I see a man and woman, my interviewers, sitting across a desk. I continue to talk, getting them to laugh. I have an item on me I call a "silly shield," a normal shield I just name after my personality at the moment. I would be back with them later.

I feel a fabric stretched out across a metal square rim pulled over my head. Then I welcome the subsequent whirring sound and brainwork as something is drilled into the northeast region of my brain, while the nerves in the southwest tingle. It continues to enter at different angles, each time the opposite side tingling.

I'm back in the interview room, and the interviewers turn cold on me. "We've seen your silly shield, now what about your serious side?" I feel continuation of the dream is on the line, so I quickly whip out a "serious sword" and show it to them. Right as I'm sheathing my sword a zombie busts down a door off to one side and rushes me. I quickly reach over my shoulder to draw and in one motion bring my serious sword down across the zombie's neck, then arc it back upward to finish the job, lopping off the zombie's head. Five more zombies charge me and I notice a small bomb where people normally keep a fire extinguisher. I light a match and toss it at the bomb, blowing it up and taking care of the zombies. I let the interviewers know we need to get out of here and grab and carry the woman down a hallway while the man follows behind, falls behind, then falls down. I console my charge, saying, "There's nothing we can do for him. I need to save a woman..." Another woman, dressed up as a commando with gun drawn, marches in the opposite direction to fight the zombies. I grab her as well and finish the thought by saying "...or two." I carry them into a side office, do a quick recount of what had happened to make sure I was indeed dreaming, then jump through a window with women in tow. Nothing like free-falling holding onto two beautiful girls. The dream ends sometime during the fall.