CaesarVD

I can't even tell whether I was asleep at the first "dream" or just half asleep "daydreaming" just being relaxed enough to vividly see my thoughts as I was relaxed enough.

First dream I was meeting up with an alt girl named Hotdogs and we went to my apartment.

In the second dream, I dreamed about having apparently finished an entire song a recording a music video for it. The song in question was mainu sun 找路 by the Taiwanese artist ABAO. The music video in my dream was then uploaded to a YouTube channel, but they had credited the artist under a different name and featured a married artist duo whom had no idea that their song just got leaked.
It wasn't my song after all, it was theirs.
I then woke up.

What I'm surprised about the most is that I was able to unconsciously remember the entire mainu sun 找路 song as a whole as it's performed in indigenous Taiwanese.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=McJyHVT2hf0

I moved to a new apartment in Berlin that has a super comfy bed, but I have not yet found a comfortable sleeping position as well as a healthy sleep schedule in general which is why I haven't really had any interesting dreams yet but rather half asleep dream remnants. My alarm is set to go off in an hour, but I don't even know if I have any sleep left.

On the bright side, my new full-time job starts today, which means I finally start to have a routine again after three years which will guarantee me going to bed earlier due to all contact and exhaustion, gotta love capitalism innit.

idk why the girl's name was hotdogs either
I should also mention that this dream was surprisingly in English with Dutch names and characters. I never mention language on here, but most of my dreams are usually in Dutch with some exceptions. But now that I'm in Berlin that might change to dreaming in English and German.

I was in the hallway at home, waiting for everyone to leave so I could go to the toilet, a high school girlfriend from my family shows up in our house because the family wanted us to stay in touch. I greet her and hug and we have some small talk as we notice both us us have grown.

After she goes upstairs, I bunch of people are chilling in my hallway dresser in blue and orange parkas. They're film extras waiting for the shoot, but I jokingly tell them I thought everyone just had zero drip which causes them to laugh out loud. I then let them ask me questions and everyone excitedly holds up their hand, the first person whose name I guessed as "Levi" because he looked familiar (in hindsight like someone else I know, I know someone with that name but it's not him) who asked about me being German because of my family. The second guy I had trouble understanding, I feel bad that I had to ask them multiple times and walk up to them just to discover that he's from Belgium (It was a Dutch dream) and he was speaking in a very thick Belgian accent asking me if I would travel to his theatre play, I say of course as I've traveled to Belgium before and even all the way to Luxembourg. I then jump back on the bad with a crazy backflip.

The scenario from my dream then changes to the waiting room being for a performance from the sound studies master students from Berlin, whom I've seen live in July. The performers in question come chill in the waiting room with us not knowing they have to get on stage in five minutes, they asked me about their schedule and I pull my my phone saying it's at :45 as I notice the time being :40 right now (Coincidentally also when I'm writing this) the performers rush ahead and my theatre school classmates and I walk towards the performance as well through the streets at the canals in Utrecht.

As we walk towards the performance I brag to my former classmates about seeing them in Berlin. And they're all having this "he's talking about Berlin again face" (This has never happened in real life as I haven't spoken to most classmates in 3-4 years now, but is what my subconscious assumes their reaction would've been as I had this classmate who would always react to my online activities in person)
This classmate asks me about the master "Oh so they were like 'Lets teach a bunch of kindergarteners some sound design' " then joked about them getting an assignment to make music out of an apple pie and later on a different pie and for some reason I was just responding with yes knowing damn well how disrespectful they were being but couldn't be bothered enough to argue. I then fortunately woke up.

Sleep notes: Yesterday, I got to be part of a dope project I cannot disclose about that was a ten-hour-long day, I had to wake up very early to get there, had a breakfast smoothie, and bought a sandwich at the train station to eat as lunch later knowing it was gonna be a long day. It was genuinely a great experience, but I hate to admit this, they treated us poorly on terms of nutrition; Half of the catering consisted of sugar-heavy snacks (Which I didn't eat because I recently quit using sugar) and there was an this weird sweet tasting water that was in a bottle previously used for syrup, that was the only "normal" water, any other option was either cola or sparkling water. There was lunch, but not until 4 pm, which consisted of a very small portion of food and between lunch and eating that sandwich at the end of the day I barely ate because there was nothing but candy and soda available. I ate my sandwich from earlier in the train home, and two bites from my dinner before going to bed early. Safe to say, I suffered a great headache as well as a lot of dizziness yesterday due to poor nutrition and lack of hydration. It's gone now, fortunately.


Anyways, here's my dream:
I believe I was at another field trip of some sort, the same girl from the previous dream and I were once again going to share a hotel room, we hugged and made out, but we were both a little drunk so we didn't go any further than that. That and I also had to go to the bathroom really badly and found myself going though random hotel rooms looking for a vacant toilet because why should I use the one in my room. Finally back from the toilet, I get back in bed with her and we were about to sleep when a guy I knew from theatre crashed into our room to give us a college lecture through a projector which was already installed there. As he asked us questions we answered and he laughed, his laugh (and in hindsight also his appearance) resembled Eric from Sex Education.

A blonde teacher I cannot recall walks into the room and logs into the computer and changes all her folder names to the new class she will he teaching after the head of department from my old theatre school gave her the opportunity to teach her the class she dreamed about. I'm trying to listen to her story, but the setting of the dream has now changed to a classroom whose interior vaguely resembles that of a theatre and cinema foyer as well as the Eye film museum in Amsterdam but in a dark, metal colour. In the classroom sat my old classmates from theatre school complaining about how her changing subjects will somehow affect their studies, but they were doing that while she was talking about her dream class and why she wanted to pursue that which I wanted to hear more about, buy couldn't. I got up from my seat and stood closer to listen, eventually telling the class to shut up and only have one person at a time speak, this angered the class and they all started getting mad at me which didn't help my sensory overload either. They felt threatened by my presence as I was still standing between them and the blonde teacher, who didn't step in once, and my body language seemed defensive in an aggressive way apparently.
Kids from the class get up and tried to pull me out of class, I refuse. They then get the head of department there whom I'm glad is here so I can explain the situation to him, but he angrily grabs me by my wrist and pulls me out of class then tries to find a vacant room, opens a random door in the hallway that leads to an unknown room. We sit down, but as we're about to talk, I wake up and can't get back to sleep to dream about something else because I was fully rested with eight hours of sleep for once!

It was an interesting dream to say the least. The girl from the hotel room from both dreams, is a girl I haven't seen in years now and barely spoken to, let alone thought about for a year now, too. The theatre school part has been more common, though. I should definitely see a therapist about that. Because although this type of situation didn't ever take place in real life, there is a lot of unresolved theatre school trauma I personally still struggle with that still lingers my mind and gets triggered at the most random situations.

Also the hotel rooms as well as the labyrinth of hallways were all pink coloured.

I slept in an uncomfortable position with my head between my pillows and bad a collection of short, strange dreams.

• I was working different audiovisual related jobs, such as operation a radio tower
• I was in a pop up bank in Utrecht Central Station, where a robbery started to happen and had people with rifles and RPGs shoot the place. I try to distract the robbers and make a run for it towards the exit, but suddenly wake up. I might've been shot and woke up or forced myself to wake up until realising that I was dreaming.
• Half asleep, half awake after waking up from that terrifying bank dream, I stare into the dark as my tired brain generates psychedelic visuals of a vibrantly coloured desert where I blow away the sand, and come across strange, colourful creatures
• I had my theatre school graduation, my family as well as the women that did my hair were there, one of my family members was playing GTA on their laptop and I've been told my classmates and school walked by during an inappropriate scene from the game

There were more, but I forgot what happened. A lot of capitalism-themed dreams, and I know exactly why :U Can't disclose yet but I'm happy about it

I have rehearsals for a theatre play. During lunch break, one of my cast mates shows a video on her phone of a rental bike getting hit to pieces by a car. She's laughing going "Who's bike is this?!" It was mine. The cast members let me join their carpool to get to the station. It's a car without a rooftop.

During the car ride home, we drive past some tourists, one of them tries to cut a piece from my hair with scissors. I keep a pair of scissors close for defense. Another tourist comes by asking of we can take a pic where it looks like I hit him with a mallet. One of the cast members falls asleep on my lap.
We seem to be riding through a desert road with buildings with colourful lights in the background.

The car arrives in Utrecht, we take the subway which exists there in my dream to Utrecht Central station. After carrying the sleeping cast member there, they all leave the train without saying goodbye.

As I exit the station, I get my phone and ask my cast mate of she can send the video of my rental bike getting ran over to me. In the meantime, I come across an old classmate from 5th grade who enjoys singing at the train station. He's upset because the bike he had since he was little has been stolen, I suggest the idea making a Facebook post, but he refuses.

We go to his student flat and I join in on all the banter. Apparently they stuffed their toilet with cotton balls and haven't been able to flush it since. They hold a contest who can flip the chairs the coolest. Everyone finally goes to sleep and I sleep in the guest bed next to the clogged toilet which still got used in the meantime and I could smell it. I fall asleep there and woke up for real as if I just transferred worlds.

Even at the end of the dream, I was still trying to reach that girl regarding the rental bike video, glad to see that even in my dreams, I got my priorities straight.

I went on a bus ride with a bunch of obstacles.

It starts off at the train station where I see my friend, who's a model, and his friend stopping someone whose leaning forward as they're trying to end it all because they're struggling with their identity. I get uncomfortable and start running back home, I hear a Dutch YouTuber whom I occasionally watch talk in his podcast as he's talking the person at the train station out of it. It starts getting dark and stormy when I think I'm walking into the street home until I check Google Maps which, after it keeps moving around due to the raindrops on my screen, finally shows me that I ended up on a random island on the opposite side of the direction home.

A bus then stops in front of me, it's my friend's theatre coach sitting in one of those small buses I took twice when I was in Leusden. Also reminds me of those special education buses from when I was younger. He told me that he's going to Utrecht and that I can join them, saying I'd have to pay half of my bus fare. I enter the bus in the front seat as he starts driving off. The bus is full with students. We enter this neighborhood in Kanaleneiland (very similar to the route of my special education bus commute now that I think about it) where we see a bunch of children playing on the street, the community police officers move the first children away, but a bunch of stubborn children stay on the road, even after the bus driver honked. The bus driver then carefully drives past every child like a game of Frogger.

After getting out of that neighborhood, we drive through a difficult forest path without any roads. Things go smooth until we end up having to cross a lake in which the bus drives straight into the water. The bus driver then asks me to help him kick the windshield off. After several attempts, the water pressure does the job for us as the bus slowly sinks into the lake. We then defy the law of physics by moving our weight to the back of the bus and balance out the amount of water in the bus in order for us to drive forward. A fat kid stands up from his seat (the bus driver and I were the only ones doing things) and joins us as he goes to the back of the bus to balance the weight.
I then get out of the bus and push the bus from behind and it successfully drives out of the lake. Another passenger joins me to save a small trailer that contained a basket full of pets that was attached to the bus. (Why the basket with pets wasn't just in the bus itself is beyond me. We recover the basket and get back in the bus where we stop by a student dormitory, we drop off all the cats and hamsters that were in the basket and reunite them with their owners and families.

All the pets from the bus ride are nervously shaking from the extreme bus ride. I then ask if this was the final destination to which the students look at me with a smug face and tell me there's more. Unfortunately for them, I woke up.

Two dudes watch a sitcom, there's a scene of a kid bribing his teachers to graduate early which he successfully does. The dudes visit the set as the teacher hands a bag of cookies the child baked, then handed another bag saying "don't eat those, he likes being creative" *canned laughter*

The dudes consider giving the cookies to the YouTubers analysing sitcoms in full length video.

As they eat the normal and "creative" cake, they realise they's no fourth wall as they are stuck in a sitcom themselves, what happens next is a series of crazy events in the style of 2000s Wayans/Scary movie/stoner films as the dudes travel through Berlin using taxis and eventually it pans to the sky as they're on a flying train.

They then end up at an hotel talking to a woman who rejects them, I see this happen and walk through the hotel lobby, going back realising I had left my phone behind which I couldn't find anymore.

I discover a supermarket across the tracks that has a cafe with interactive entertainment and performances, it becomes my to-go spot.

My friends and I go there and the cafe has a trampoline-bungee jump performance that requires both performers and crew members behind the open curtains to keep balance and share weight. It looks nice, but apparently everyone behind the scenes gets frustrated and starts audibly yelling at each other, some friends and I get on a unused trampoline to distract the audience.

My high school friends and I eat at our table after the performance. My friend who is a calm guy walks up to the counter talking to the women working there, I can't understand what he's saying until he gets frustrated and angrily calls the women "fortune tellers" which made me smirk as they wearimg "spiritual"-like outfits. My other friends and I get up knowing we're about to get kicked out. The staff compliments us for how quickly we managed to sign out as guests on the computer by the entrance.
Now calmed down, my friend told the staff that he was dissapointed that the cafe doesn't offer hosuden, which are appartently the remedy for his allergies as he said his dog could smell it when he walks with him. Meanwhile, I struggle to get my two jackets on.

This dream occurred in the last week of my artist residency in Berlin, I don't recall the exact day anymore as I kept procrastinating on writing it down here, but it was a few days before the opening.

My colleagues and I were put in a psych ward and constantly trying to escape, but every attempt would lead us back into the psych ward. As this was happening the artist who provided us with guidance also appeared in that dream sitting at a table, drawing with crayons;
"You guys hate this? I love this!" The funny part about that was that he would say something like that in real life as well.

I haven't thought much of this dream other than it being funny or possibly some "panic dream" about the opening coming closer and us not being finished with the exhibition at the time (It turned out incredible!) until I saw this scene from the Chaos;Head gameplay that I have been watching, and now I'm wondering if the dream of the psych ward wasn't a dream, but rather the reality whereas the entire artist residency was nothing more than a delusion
(C;H spoiler alert)


I just looked at the emoticons how y2k :voodo o:: vampire::sunflo wer: :sleepmedit ate2: :dr ink::cook iemonster::par apet::s martie::imsl ow::hi jack::gat or::loc k::se eker:: tardis::nyt acodance::dreamercha ir: dopeness what is Cool Spot doing here nah but fr I'm fine it was just a funny dream and coincidence no worries :U

I get invited to the tour of a Belgian rapper/producer to perform a remix of his track life on my SP404 without any rehearsals, live in the fancy concert venue which is a nice stage in the other floor of a cheap chickenpox noodle soup restaurant.

I started dancing on stage after his song started earlier than expected because his girlfriend fainted live on stage during her performance.

I went to the cinema for the viewing of my old AV classmates, I order a coffee, but this guy working there wants me to play a game of pretend with his candyfloss machine. I tell him it's a very rare vinyl player I bought from the Warp Records Bandcamp. The coffee machine was broken and he refused to give me coffee. As this was happening, I was actually drinking a cup of coffee to go from the train station, but I realise that right at that moment.

This kid called Chris, who is allegedly the ex of my classmate, tells me how cool I am. I later see him in the room during the viewing. We're watching films from the class. Even mine apparently as it it were the community college internship presentations all over again. When my film started playing, Chris walks to open the window that blocks the CRT my video was playing on. Chris sits in the bleachers loudly talking about how he just noticed he has 30k on his bank account. His ex tells him to shut up, he then flashes his phone at us showing us his savings account called "interesting facts" with even more money.

In my video, I talk about festivals I apparently have been to. I mention some like Burning Man, and I keep hearing cheering people in the background.

A kid entered my room and placed a box of tissues with a printed NFT token on my bookshelf, he goes downstairs where he gets picked up by his mom and dad, I asked them if they broke into my house and they just laugh and say no before they leave. I ask Ross Geller from Friends, who was reading the newspaper on my couch, if he noticed someone breaking in and he also laughed saying no.

That's when I woke up. That actually happened at this exact moment and felt so real that I'm afraid to sleep now.

Another nap dream

I was at a hotel where we were filming, kind of resembled the Hilton Hotel in the south of Amsterdam, I can't recall exactly what I did in the dream again but for some reason, the security guards stationed in the small building across the hotel couldn't stop laughing at me after something I did. The film crew had finished the scene and got on the bus to move locations, they left without me. So I walked all the way to the next location.

The street I was running at resembled the busy street behind the neighbourhood I was born, as I kept running the location randomly went from that street into an alleyway from what seemed to be some sort of theme park castle. In the castle, there was an Elvis Presley impersonator working who was annoyed with me as I had to go down the stairs next to him, but he started jamming on his guitar and a large crowd of people slowly went down the stairs step by step while bumping on the rhythm of the guitar. I lost my patience and slid down the stairs via the railing where I exited through a window. I tried getting back into the building through other windows, but they were all too narrow for me to fit in. When I was finally able to enter one of the windows, I ended up in a storage space for a theme park. It had a bunch of decorations and animatronics stored on there behind security bars.

As I was walking through the storage space, I was completely visible to the outside public of the theme park, so I tried running back to the window but made the grave mistake of looking back if anybody saw me, and suddenly I hear police sirens and notice on a large monitor that there was a news report playing that showed live camera footage describing me as a "fugitive without a face mask" and I was so scared that I pretty much forced myself to wake up as I was hoping this was all a dream, and relieved when I did wake up.

Had this dream during a nappy while I had a raging headache and my neighbours were having a birthday party in the room next to mine.

I was at the old preschool of my elementary school. Same building, entrance front yard, etc. I saw a teacher there that looked an awful lot like a guy I had played in a theatre production with. But he kept denying it was him and had glasses and a different voice. However, he looked so similar that even people in my dream acknowledged it

I then realised that I was at the terrain of my school despite the fact that I had graduated already and I had no business being there. I decided to leave through the forest in the schoolyard. (I remembered my old elementary school prior to this one having a large fence that I could climb over)
The elementary school's schoolyard and forest were twice as big and there were no paths which made me lose direction at some point. I saw a graveyard, but with wooden planks instead of gravestones in the schoolyard forest. There was a sign that said 2017, I tried checking it out, but heard someone knocking on the windows in the school building behind me, I turn around and wake up.

I was attempting a WILD - didn't work but I did fall asleep luckily


First dream I had I was living in a mansion, just a bigger 3D version of my bedroom with a private bathroom.
Kinda like a Sims type of house.
My parents were also living there for some reason.

I had to pee but was constantly interrupted by my parents whenever I wanted to go to the bathroom.

I woke up, actually needing to go to the bathroom so it was a good thing I didn't go in my dream.

Second dream I had was short.

I in my living room staring at the floor, when a shadow appeared screaming "Hey!"

That jumpscare woke me up immediately lol, wasn't sure whether I was still dreaming or not so I slept with my head in the pillow as I didn't want to see some other "surprise shadow" behind my curtains hahahaha

Can't recall the third dream I shortly had before class started.

I dreamed I was lying in my bed tired and had an iPad mini in my hands that I put on the nightstand next to me, except the nightstand was my radiator for some reason so the iPad mini melted and broke apart like sugar.

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