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Dreams - 10:54pm - 3:00am

Calling off sick and twisted

In this dream I have a forklift warehouse job and I really don’t want to go to work, I just feel tired and uninspired. I call off saying I’m taking a mental health day, I’m speaking with a lady. Suddenly I’m transported to her in person and we continue our conversation. I’m in an underground subway area that reminds me of the one in one of the Matrix movies, where the ‘conductor’ traffics rogue programs around or something. I have the feeling the train hasn’t shown up here in a long time. There are some office cubicles set up in the waiting area.

The lady says she’s going to send me to a doctor that will give me some Reactine (An allergy medicine). She says “He’s good, because he won’t peel the glans in half”. I recoil from this statement and say something to the extent of “WTF are you talking about?” She shrugs it off and says that it’s just what some places do, some guys even request it and that even she’s done it for a patient before.

She goes on to ask me if I’ve ever heard of some really extreme body modification topics before, and I tell her that I have but I’m not interested in it. (This was influenced by the dream I had the other day I’m sure.)

During this conversation my surroundings are morphing from the subway-office to the PA living room with the call continuing again over the phone, I’m laying down on the couch. Katie is pacing around, excitedly and impatiently waiting for me to finish my conversation to get my input on something. Between her pacing and checking in on me and the weird conversation I’m having on the phone I get annoyed with the situation.

Sole survivor

I’m stranded on a distant planet, it’s a space mission gone wrong and I’m the sole survivor. It’s very dark and I’m enveloped by very fine black sand that is blowing against me constantly. The only illumination is from what might be my nearby spaceship and some other nearby equipment. The blowing sand against the dim lights could be mistaken as swarms of insects. There is a powerful laser-based machine beside me that can build things, it’s shaped like a cube. I don’t know how it works. I try turning it on and it shoots hundreds of lasers downwards from a grid on the top of the cube to the ground. I grab a piece of rusty metal on the ground and test out swinging it through the lasers, all of the rust is cleaned off by the lasers revealing chrome metal underneath.

Lego world

I end up on a planet where everything is shaped sort of like lego or minecraft, everything is very cube-y and pixelated. There are grassy areas with a light dusting of pixelated snow. Against a dirt wall I see a samurai looking statue which has a mempo mask on. I gain the dream knowledge that Jensen Huang, the CEO of NVIDIA owns and runs this planet. I find myself in a cavernous cube shaped room. There is a waist height two foot by two foot section of dirt removed from the whole perimeter of the room, it could be used as a dirt desk perhaps. There are symbols etched into the deeper part of this carved part of the wall and I have to touch them one by one sequentially around the room. As I do this the section is slowly closing downard, I realize my arm may eventually be crushed while trying to press one of the symbols if I’m not fast enough. An image of Jensen watching this event maniacally from above the scene appears in my mind.



Dreams - 3:30am-6:32am

Again at the PA house

I feel like I’m in the H-Town area. I’m in a disgusting basement, it’s damp and moldy. There are people here troubleshooting something. There’s a water heater in front of me on it’s side, leaking onto the floor. Sue is there, RacheL is too and she appears similar to around the time I first met her.

Going upstairs takes me to the livingroom of the PA house. It’s dark out and raining. I stare out the front window for a bit, nothing is happening. I’m alone and bored. I think to myself “I wish I could just jump forward past this boring part”.

I notice “I MONSTER - Daydream In Blue” is playing. I have a conductors baton and I begin pretending I’m orchestrating the song. I stand by the fireplace facing both staircases and continue ‘conducting’. My dad comes in from the front door, makes his way to a seat near me and sits down. I carry on conducting.


I’m not where this fits in but there was a man making chrome dental grills that spelled out “CHROOOOME”