dream fragment

I am sitting with Eris and Selene on The Mountain on The Green Moon, overlooking the strange city in New Eden AKA The Biodome.

We stare in silence.

Eris?

Yes, Nomad.

Are you real? Do you love me?

I love you as you love me, my beautiful wandering soul.

Selene, how long have we been here?

We have been here, my love, since the beginning of time.

***

I am with Raven in her Inner World, we are at Vegeta's house.

We are discussing dream battling and training. Vegeta tells me I am finally showing improvement.

***

I am in the Invisibles comic. I am with King Mob and Ragged Robin. I tell them I am a Time Witch.

***

I am with Mosh in his Inner World. He has some kind of funny big pet snake which hunts down astral parasites and eats them.

***

I am in The Tower with Washu. She says she wants to help me heal my physical body.

yesterday morning. frags.

A bunch of people at a party trying to get me to do shit. fuck off.

frag

I am making love in semidarkness to a beautiful woman with pale skin, and blue-black hair. Her eyes are violet.

***

A day later, I realize she is Eris, Goddess of Kaos.

Anger

I am eating a cheap lunch with a carpenter. He tells me he is charging me by the hour.

I am paying to eat with you? But, you wouldn't charge another carpenter!

True! he laughs with his mouth full of food. Asshole. I knock him off his chair, driving him against a bar counter, forcing my forearm into his throat.

"You going to rip me off? Fuck you. I only have $___ in the bank, you ass." He turns into my ex-friend, Deneb. Deneb looks slightly confused. "Fuck you. You're an asshole."

***

I wake up from the anger. It's 4:30 am. I go back to sleep, trying to WILD, but I fall asleep too quickly. (This happens to me every day. I need to get more sleep!) I don't WILD, but, I at least remember the tail end of my dream.)

Pain

I am in a large SUV or van with extended family. We are going to a family dinner. I see a graffiti artist's van. BLEST is on the side of the blue, black, and orange scheme. I realize it's the local tagger's van here in Hawaii. (My late cousin's DJ name was BLEST, and he got it from a tagger in Colorado uncannily.) The van swerves crazily, and loud dance music is blaring out of it. I don't feel like I am crying, but tears pour down my face. I can't help it. I want to be strong for my family... but,

I wake up.

I realize it was actually Bobby AKA DJ Sabertooth AKA Saber driving through my dreams, but because I was not lucid, I thought it was the other guy. I smile to myself, and look forward to seeing him in dreams again.

I am lying on the floor at Soho in Honolulu, listening to d'nb', convulsing to the beat.

I ghost to the VIP room, and change pork into tofu and eat it.

Radiation Dreams...

I am playing a game in a house where someone is radiation. I stand in the center of the house, and laugh maniacally imitating the man that is radiation. Four women scream, and run around in a circle through different rooms, then realize it's me doing the laughing.

***

The Russian Dreamhacker chick is giving me instructions... We are in a study in an old English house...

I am walking somewhere, wearing jeans, freeballing it.

I fart. No, I sharted. Did I? I grab the back of my jeans. Shit.

My cousin, Ciera, says, "Something fell out of your pants." OH MY GOD. I AM MORTIFIED!

I turn around. I see some things on the ground. She picks them up. "Your wallet and your keys." Ok....

"Oh, and there's a poop on the ground too."

I see what looks like a spiral doggy doo. I pooped my pants! But, wait, my fart was so powerful it made my wallet and keys fall out? Did those things come out of my butt?

NOTES

Airport, apartment

many bongs

What you are never going to smoke out of these?

These bongs are like hot women. You are afraid to touch them.

***

DC Mom is creepy, and has giant buck teeth.

I am in a cluttered house in what feels like the 80's. I am smoking some grass out of a little bong. My dad is in the room, but we are separated by a large bookcase, and other furniture.

The smoke drifts over to him. Some of the furniture disappears as I ignore it, and focus on my father and the smoke. Damn! He gets up from the recliner he was in. He walks over to me. No time to hide the bong. Hopefully he won't see it.

He asks me a bunch of questions. I pretend to be half-asleep. Hopefully he'll go away.

I wake up.

abridged, non-lucid, frag

Playing a coin-op racer, this Scot challenges me. I start to kick his ass in the game. He grabs my arm and won't let go. I tell him let go, and play the damn game.

He squeezes my upper arm even harder.

I get behind him and put him in a full-naked choke and squeeze. He doesn't struggle for some weird reason.

I am completely enraged.

The alarm goes off.

I HATE DREAMS LIKE THIS.

Puts me in a bad mood.

this was a long ass dream, but I only remember frags

NOTES

In many houses, on a river...

waiting for a boat.

Leaving my house, going to another

A strange "mother" presence is shadowing me

I put on a green parka to disguise myself
like one she used to wear