Non-Lucid Dreams
It seems I went back into the dream with Dethklok. Too bad it wasn't a DEILD. [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I’m in a helicopter, still with Dethklok, and I have anaerial view of my destination, a damaged apartment building in central Austin. The building is damaged heavily, missing mostof the second level as if it had been partially demolished. I see the buildingas an apartment building but I label it in my mind as the hotel my grandparentsused to stay at when they visited Austin in the 1970’s.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]The helicopter lands on a bare spot on the second floor andwe step out onto rubble and dirt. Chunks of concrete litter the space wherenormally a carpeted floor would be. Ithink how it’s a shame the place is so damaged and there isn’t enough time for itto be repaired before ACL, the Austin City Limits Music Festival. I know theowners are counting on a lot of rent money that will not come in because therooms aren’t ready.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The owner/manager of the apartments is touring us throughthe property and discussing various aspects of the damage and what remains. Wehead downstairs and out to the front of the property where we pass a walldisplaying the name of the complex. It’s damaged, the bricks caved in from animpact of some sort. I immediately apologize for the damage. [/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m sorry. That’s the fault of my people. We will get thatrepaired.”[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I think one of the Dethklok members punched the wall but ifthey caused that kind of damage then the wall was in poor shape to begin with.I couldn’t believe it was a fist and tried to figure out what piece ofequipment could have caused it.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As we continue through the complex we come to an open areawhere a resident is hanging her laundry up on a clothing line. She has longbrown hair and plain features and she is wearing a white gown that suggests shedidn’t expect to be seen by strangers. She seems to be a high-energy individualand seems very interested in how the phones can still work when so many of thenearby power lines are down and non-functioning.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look around and I see the phone lines leading to herapartment, separate from the power lines and intact. I try to explain to herthat the phones are on their own electrical system separate from the normalelectric lines and that even when the power goes out the phones can still work.Her confusion is easy to explain from all the downed wires but all of them areelectrical and the phone wires, not seen by her, are hanging low overhead andcan be traced all the way back to the pole.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
Dethklok makes their debut appearance in my dreams. [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in a cheap motel, the kind you see in small towns oralong any highway in the 80’s. The room is not too big, the carpet needs a lotof love and the bed looks questionable.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dethklok is in the room with me, and they are also examiningthe room. Skwisgar seems to be particularly concerned with something he can seeon the bed from his perspective and Toki and Nathan are looking at a stain onthe floor in front of me.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]No one looks like they will remain in the room much longer.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
I sense a theme here...driving in south Austin. [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m driving in south Austin along a two-lane road leadingtowards Ben White, a large road on the south side of the city. I’m in my SUVand I’m approaching a tight space where vehicles on each side of the road havenarrowed the lane down to something a vehicle could barely squeeze through. Asthough to illustrate this point a truck approaching me makes it through butscrapes on both sides against the bordering vehicles. [/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look at the truck as it goes by and I don’t care to havethe same thing happen to my vehicle. I reach out through my window and move thefolding mirrors to their inwards position. Unlike my mirrors that fold to theside in real life my dream-SUV has mirrors much like an Australian Land-Roverwith the actual mirror attached to a long arm that extends out to the side. Myfolding mirrors are located somewhere near the front grill and fold in front ofthe vehicle.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]After folding my mirrors in I start to move forward but Idon’t think I’m going to clear the space even with this space-saving maneuver. I back up a little from the tight space andturn to the left. Stepping on the accelerator in low gear I bump over theyellow-painted curb. I figure that’s why I got an SUV in the first place. Mightas well use it for a little off-road time.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I pass the obstacle and as I look back I realize it was agood idea to go off-road as there is a large hole in the road, roughly six-feetin diameter and four feet deep. I don’t know how the truck going the other waygot past it but I definitely wouldn’t have wanted to try getting across it.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
Non-dream Dream Dream 1: I am at a gay club with my wife. There are a bunch of oiled up gay men with long, curly hair walking around. Dream 2: I am in a home run derby and I am using my friends old crappy bat. The asshole pitcher isn't even trying. He is throwing mostly balls. I managed to hook a few foul into another game. Dream 3: Out on a hiking trail on some kind of mission.
It seems like there's days I won't remember my dreams,but most of the times my dreams are very long.I forgot to update my journal,one of these nights my dream was of my history teacher with brown eyes talking about a surgery he had(he's blue eyed).I remember very little of last night's dream,but I remember feeling the emotions,fear,excitement,it seems my dream feelings are stronger now. The dream: I was walking in the ruins of a abandoned factory or mall,with a old friend and some guys.We found this massive spaceship,and decided to get into it.As we were inside,each of us got a separated place to sit,we had a board and screens to communicate.We got pretty far from Earth,I started to freak out,and saw my dog trying to open the window to get out.All of sudden,my vision got to another ship,a guy was lost in space controlling it alone.He was a teen with blonde shoulder length hair,he looked pretty much like the main character's best friend in some teen movie.Soon the dream ended
Updated 08-19-2012 at 01:16 AM by 57216
Had time to recall This morning I remembered a full dream then a fragment of the 1 before it. This is (Sic) from iPhoney at about...5am. enjoy! "I said I would only do F cuz the kid was the only smart one. Hairy other guy really sick, think in a hotel. In my grandmas apartment, a group of us (people)were trapped. We didn't know the reason.. i was suspicious of some of the people in the room. Two girls were in the olympics- Mckayla and Gabby and the black one asked me "well we're in the olympics, how do we know we can trust you?" but while I was answering with what I want to do with my life she wasn't listening. Mckayla was nodding. We went over to get soup or an appetizer and Jeff from survivor asked "what does it smell like?" I didn't smell anything because I finished my dish., but I realized he was giving a hint. So I "felt", looked and listened. i assumed his hint was to pay attention to my senses. Just like others have recorded, I expected to hear something. I heard ducks and then found two bath-ducks on my grandma's couch. I knew that was the key so I picked them up and nothing was under either one. While everyone else continued to smell the soup, i found a note and it read "only 3 out of 4 will find the lamp. I looked under each lamp and people started to notice. I was afraid I would give it away, but I wanted to continue. So I found the next hint under a lamp. And it was yet another fortune, but I was unfocused. I refocused and quickly skimmed "an agent asked how they found numbas and they said by revealing the text through illumination...[5,7,64,62] est.) I woke up and tried to go back to sleep but I knew I was too conscious.
5-11-12 (Before I start the dream I would like to say that I have a crap load of dreams I never put on here. I have two composition books full of dream entries already. Since I cannot find my first DJ right now I am starting off at the beginning of my second one. Now you guys can see how my recall has changed from may to August) I leave my bookbag somewhere so I can use the bathroom. My bookbag is black and blue and it has wheels at the bottom on it. When I return I see my bookbag has been moved. Someone says they took the money out from it. I manage to get it back somehow but a guard comes and asks what the problem is. I tell him I am taking back the money the other guy stole. The guard decides to penalize me. I ask him to stop. A dream shift occurs, I am in a dark mansion fighting monsters, I ice blast them to death.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! Finally had another lucid! It was short and pretty unstable but it was kinda cool still. Managed to do my task after a couple of tries. Also had a bunch of other dreams I can't really recall much from, so I'll just make a dream list. 01.00: Sleep 12.00: Dreams *I'm with my brother and two other guys. I'm handing out my soft air guns but realise I barely have any bullets left to play with anyways. "Uh, I guess we can't play then" I say and hold up the bag, it's not even half full. One guy tries to insert the magazine but fails to do so. *I'm driving an expensive car in a big building. I enter a huge elevator and push the button. The doors close and the elevator goes up, then to the side. I can feel the elevator changing directions and going deeper into the vast building. Eventually I end up on the roof where two guys are. I punch them and tie their feet to a long cable attached to a crane. I push them off the ledge and watch them hang upside down from the crane. *I'm with my friend Eric and his girlfriend. We're near my grandma's hosue and I figure we could all eat there. "Don't worry, they're nice" I say and knock on the door. My grandma opens and I greet her. "Hey, can we have dinner with you?" I ask and look inside. There's a pot on the stove with some kind of soup in it. "Yeah but there's not enough for all of us" she says. "Alright I'll go get some food and come back later" I tell her and she closes the door. We start walking down a road. *I'm in the middle of a highway when I realise I'm dreaming. I look around. There's a thick fog all around and I can't see more than ten meters in all directions. The sky is blue though and the sun is really warm. I rub my hands together to increase vividness and to ground myself to the dream. 'Alright, task time, flying wasn't it?' I start jumping on the spot, trying to fly. All of a sudden I can hear a car coming up. I jump just in time to land on the hood of the car and it doesn't slow down. I use the speed from the car to get airborne and soon I'm flying. The dream starts to destabilize as I see some houses coming up. I land on the roof of one. 12.00: Wake up Amount of sleep: 11 hours Supplements: Alcohol That's it! Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
08.18.2012Pink Flag with White Dot (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of a school building, most likely High School. I don't even know the name, and I try my best to find out without asking the people around me. I felt that if they are trying to hide the name, that asking them would be rude. I'm next to a blonde female, who looks a lot like my Chemistry 102 tutor before she graduated. The school walls are made of brown bricks, everywhere. It's the most basic and dull style there is. It's hard to tell if there's a roof or not, it looks like a really faded canary kind of color. Maybe there wasn't a roof at all, maybe the sky had some kind of weird faded gold-ish color to it. The whole atmosphere was saturated with this type of color, it felt so real, the people, the materials on the wall, everything. I stand around a bit, desperately trying to find some kind of logo or something, school uniforms, sports outfits, etc., ANYTHING that has a name of it. Nothing at all! What is up with the name of the High School not showing up anywhere? I tried to calm down since there's no way I would ask these people what's the High School name if they go through so much to hide it. Even in abstract dream logic, I'm still thoughtful of these people....loool. I see there's a pink flag hanging away from me at 1-3 feet, and maybe 10 feet above me. It's just a pink flag with a white dot on it, and it's hanging diagonally like any basic flag with a small pole holding it on a wall. Then I decided to check the back of the shirt of the blonde female next to me. Her back was slightly facing me, and I knew there was another dream character to the left of me. He was tall, probably blonde as well, but I didn't pay too much attention to him. I looked at the tag at the back of the blonde female's really close, I zoom onto her neck, without trying to make myself look like a creep, and I finally see some kind of wording. "PPW," in fact, It was lined up to be started from the top, and then would go diagonally to the right. It was just a tag, but noticing this subtle detail on how it's laid out amazes me when I'm recalling this dream. Anyway, at some point, this same blonde female is going somewhere, and I'm following her as well. Seems she's headed for a class, and the whole environment changes according to that. There's a white floor, basic white lighting on the ceiling. I'm trying to find where the teacher is, and it's a female voice for sure, sounds like someone who's maybe in their late 40s or so. Turns out the teacher sits in the middle of the class, probably to emphasize on interacting with the students or something I guess. I think she's blonde too, kind of, and she's wearing a thin layered clothed black jacket. She's wearing some kind of shirt with a shade of green, maybe swamp-ish kind of green. She's also wearing long Khaki pants, and as for the shoes, I'm not so sure. She's holding a book with her left hand, and she's looking down and reading whatever it is from the text. The blonde female I followed sits down, and I try to find a spot quickly. I could tell the teacher knew I was here, I could see that she used her peripheral vision, and she went back to reading the book without any kind of pause in her speech at all. I guess that was my confirmation that I should go ahead and find a seat, and I looked around quickly for one. I decided to sit behind the blonde. I noticed she's wearing a black sports jacket now instead of the pink sports uniform shirt. Maybe she covered it up with the jacket, don't know. As I'm sitting down, there's one dream character that looks fairly young, maybe 14 years of age, probably a little less than that. He's wearing a gray shirt and I can't pick out the pants he's wearing. He's fairly dark-skinned, and has black curly hair. He's trying to understand some problem, but continues to portray that he cannot comprehend anything on the matter. I didn't know what it was they were talking about in the classroom, so I just stayed quiet and paid attention to how others would react to each other. There was one guy that's diagonally to the right of him writing down notes fairly quick. The dude in the gray shirt asks that same guy some question related to whatever is projected on the screen, and the guy writing down the notes gets irritated saying that what he's doing is real, something along those lines. I noticed that when we was saying that, he's holding a yellow folder, close to be golden, and it has paper stacked inside of it. He was waving it up and down, probably a form of sublimating his irritation with the question the guy in the gray shirt asked him. The guy taking the notes was wearing a white polo shirt, had slightly spiky black hair as well. After that fiasco ended, I can't remember what happens next. _________________________ 08.18.2012Good Kitty (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID For some reason, I'm suddenly a potty-mouth towards my mother, and I don't even feel concerned about it for the first few sporadic sayings at her. She starts repeating what I say to my father, and I eventually said to myself quietly, "Shut the fuck up." Where did that come from?!?!?! She still was able to hear me, and repeats it to my father. I screamed at her, "NO, I DIDN'T SAY THAT AT ALL!!!!" My father comes out, and he looks at me and says something to me that I shouldn't forget the $1,500 he's putting in for my tuition. LOL. Okay........... I just take what he says without saying anything, what a complete lie. Am I really this bloody stupid to not do a reality check? After things cool down, I still feel heated up, the dream shifts to where I'm resting on some sofa with a black and white cat. It's very close to me, and I start rubbing it, feeling at peace each time. It's enjoying how I'm scratching under it's neck gently, having its eyes closed, and the form of its mouth almost resembling a smile. I rub the cat on the head again, feeling how fragile this thing is compared to me. I continued doing this probably for the rest of the dream because I can't remember anything else._________________________ 08.18.2012Electrical Boxes and Aunt (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I remember the vehicle I'm inside with some random people completely stops, and to fix this, we had to insert electrical boxes that don't look anything that belongs in a vehicle's engine. Two boxes were needed in order to fuel up this vehicle, and I think I was the one who inserted them. At first, I did it wrong, but that was corrected quickly, and then there's another dream shift where we have to get new boxes. Robert Ri'chard shows up, and is apparently an employee for the random Auto shop we're in. I can't remember the exact details on the work uniform he's wearing, but I do remember that the main colors are: Red, yellow, and black, and maybe orange. Then I realize we're inside of a garage, well, a work garage for the auto shop. Pretty dull place if you ask me, but I can't really expect much from a place that would have a lot of dirty work from grease in the first place. There's another dream shift where I see the back of the vehicle, and I'm probably 10 feet away from it. I seem to be eating something, and it's on a vanilla colored ceramic plate. Seems to be Spanish rice, or dirty rice, I just know the rice is yellow, and I'm eating something else with it, probably chopped up chicken breasts. It tastes pretty decent, and I continue eating this for a while, even though I don't see any signs of this food actually decreasing lol. Infinite Food! A lady wearing a red shirt, and a yellow long dress skirt....think of the stereotype of a Hispanic lady with a fruit bowl on top of her head. Now just exclude the fruit bowl, bam, that's imagery for you! She was a really nice lady, very enthusiastic. She was dark-skinned, and I could swear she looks a lot like my father's sister. The more I think about it, she really did look like her. She had black long hair tied up from the back. The same eyes, nose, lips........... .................... ............................. ................................. Maybe it's just me being in a suggestive mood. Anyway, she comes with a plate with food on it. It looks like Scrambled eggs and some red beans. She puts some on my plate, even though I didn't want any of it.....wow, another characteristic just like the waking life counterpart....always eager to put more food on my plate.... *sigh* I decided I might as well eat it, since if this really is the waking life counterpart, she would be able to cook well. I take a small sample of the egg, and it tastes pretty good. I could taste some of the salt mixed in with the cooked yolk. It gave off a distinct feature, a little bitter, but that's what made the egg taste amazing! I spend the rest of the dream eating this food, even though I'm sure it wasn't going to run out in the first place. _________________________ 08.18.2012Oneironaut Zero's Typos (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I can only remember seeing O try to make a legible post, but judging by the typos, he was probably in a hurry for something. I can't even remember the words on the post because it was really hard to comprehend. The post was related to a thread where someone had a question, probably a personal one related to waking life. I do remember some signs there like: @, #, %, but that's all I can remember._________________________ 08.18.2012Alyzarin & Golden Edit (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I remember communicating with Alyzarin somehow, and she told me a solution to how I didn't like the quality of webcam pictures I would save for myself. She said that if I used some feature called "Golden --------------," that it would enhance the quality of my pictures, so that needing an actual camera wouldn't be necessary. I tried it out on a sample picture, but I couldn't really see much of a difference, however, the picture was saturated with a type of golden aura. Too bad I didn't know what the other part of the word was.....Golden-------------....this really bothers me not knowing.
Gem Collecting I'm at work collecting gems (again like Gravity Rush). This time I am actually able to shift gravity, so I'm making short flights down hallways and into cubes to snag gems. It occurs to me that I am only half-dressed and I'm in the office after hours, and I have a specific worry of B from IT discovering that I'm here (even though there's nothing technically wrong with me being here).
First dream: I remember having multiple attempts on this, but there was like a grocery store, and two people guarding the door. One of them looked like my oldest brother, and at one point he had a dog, which he constantly abused..It got so bloody, I think it was dead. Things happened of which I do not remember, but I think my goal was to save the dog. It got frozen in a block of ice, I then had to get stuff to thaw it. I went inside to see what looks kinda like frogger or that mushroom game from Work Time Fun, only sideways, and with 2d people. It felt like a game. I know there was more, but I can not remember.. Second dream: I think this one was much shorter. It was like watching the show wipe-out, if any of you know it. It is an obstacle course, that is not usually difficult, but it had a bunch of bouncy things. So like bouncy vertical monkey bars, trampolines made of mushroom looking things, etc. I think I watched someone do it, but I also had a try. Woo! Two recalled dreams! They may have been short/fragments, but my recall is getting better. I am trying to train myself to wake up after every dream, but it is not that easy haha. I recalled both of these dreams after my initial waking up in the morning.
Somewhere near the beginning of the dream, there was a very big black piano in a medium-sized room that was set up to look very scary, like a haunted house's courtyard or a graveyard, maybe. At a different time, my brother and I were in a car on the side of a hill and my mom was driving. She drove halfway around the hill and then parked the car and got out, telling us to wait there and that she would come back to drive the car the rest of the way in a bit. To the right of us was the hill going upwards, and to the left and a bit down was a small lake surrounded by trees. We thought it was very weird that in some areas, we could hardly see past one tree because of the fog that sat around the lake. We grew impatient, so Alex took off the break and put the car in neutral, and we drifted around the side of the hill, to reveal a very, very big house. Mom came running at us, yelling at us, telling us we'd ruined the surprise. Apparently the surprise was that we were vacationing at a big mansion with lots of cool things inside that rich people would have. Later, I'm on a ship with two men and a sentient yellow-green spider. Helicopters were looking for me and one of the men so the other one told us to wrap ourselves up in these blankets that were more like rugs that were the same color of the deck and stay very still, while the one the helicopter wasn't looking for steered the ship, which was wooden and had a big sail and a big wooden steering wheel, like something from the 1700s. Bugs kept getting into the rug/blankets so we kept having to get out of them and shake them out. Somehow the spider ended up in my mouth by accident and when I spit it out, it was dead. In another dream, my family and I were going to going to go see a Japanese band called B'z, but my brother still didn't know what was going on, so I showed him a manga that had in it Jigen from Lupin III and Haibara from Detective Conan. Jigen was yelling about something that I couldn't see because the page was only half-loaded, like an internet page, then Haibara had a bored look and responded with, "B'z". She kept being pretty sassy with him and sending him thinly-veiled insults. My brother didn't get why I was showing him the page. Later, my parents were taking way too long organizing another surprise vacation, so I ran into the room they were in and found out that they were going to take my brother and I to this historic building that doubled as a daycare center.
1. At the disc golf course with my friend and some unknown disc golfer. We were playing on a course just like our home course but it was in his home country by Australia. It was the middle of the night but the course was lit up so well. According to the man, it always is a bit brighter than dusk there. I took a picture of a pond and sent it to my sister, and then continued to throw disc. 2. A hot girl bought the house across the street and moved in. It was a girl I had previously worked with. She asked what happened to my job and I explained. She said she knows how I feel because she too was having the same issues. Supposedly, my store had called the lady that owns the entire retail chain to deal with what I had done, however this girl was cool with me. 3. I went to Cedar Point with my mom and dad. The first thing we went to was the new ride they put up. After it was over, my dad picked out a souvenir shirt and I got a wolf blanket. We all went to the restroom and my mom said she was ditching us to have a summer "fling." I yelled at her to never talk to me again and took off. 4. I was about to go out on a date with a hot girl I know. When I was getting ready, I got tape stuck on my eyebrow and pulled it off. When I looked in the mirror, my entire right eyebrow was missing. I didn't think about it and went downstairs. I talked to my dad about my new job and looked at myself one last time. The eyebrow had grown back but it was a unibrow.
Updated 08-18-2012 at 05:46 PM by 29488
A dream I had this morning (18 August 2012) - much vivid detail. I was finally on TV. Not sure how it happened, but it was a 6:00 - 6:30 pm segment for children, in which I appeared in the same manner as in a YouTube video discussing the longest words in several languages. If you message me, I'll send you the link - unless I actually become too famous and you'll know right away. My Facebook friend, initials DL, was on the program as well. Later, I remember talking to him on Facebook about how he saw me on the program, too! Cut. Something about a beer store. How did they get my video, anyway? This other kid was one year younger than me, but this appeared to be some kind of educational program, as the credits rolled in, displaying our names, and that of one other teletubby-like creature. It gave out the following messages... MY NAME: GROW UDD HIS NAME: GROW OLD This was strange for several reasons. First, they spelled out a nonexistent word: udd. Perhaps they meant "odd"? They couldn't have meant the same word for both of us, considering D and L are on opposite sides of the keyboard, I thought. Wait a minute. Does this mean they wanted me to die young? Or perhaps, die young as late as possible? I bent down and ate my soup. I thought about that valedictorian speech that I had long prepared, but never got to speak in front of an audience. Sometime later, I go to bed. The same teletubby-like creatures that hosted the show were now anthropomorphic talking animals that sat on the right of a ledge and bookshelf in the corner of my room. They were discussing a most unusual subject as I proceded to sleep. They were talking about what happens when somebody's testicles get twisted and "suffocate". "So, a new female is created?!" Somewhere in the voices was a hint of judgement and contempt. I thought that if I discussed a so-called 'nutshot fetish' I had with the producers of the show, they'd be upset. They were part of Family Studios, which was a spin-off affiliate program of a North American charity very similar to Focus on the Family. Both programs were very pro-life, conservative, and anti-LGBT rights. As I was thinking about, or perhaps actually did, write about my experience on a somewhat-gay Facebook forum, the transwoman wrote back something neither demeaning nor incredibly strange. However, my instant thought or response was, "you broke me", an attribute that I couldn't have thought possible for a transsexual person, whoever he/she was. Later, I was watching the news, or maybe being part of it. A huge storm had stirred up sand storms and haboobs in Texas, A facade of a cattle ranch being "roughed up" appeared. On the news, they said the ex-storm (or ex-low, or something like ex-nor-easter) had made its way to Japan. This had never happened before, but this year, this was the third time. I thought, how could a storm track that way, if it was moving the "opposite" to a regular storm? Most storms would track from Japan eastward toward Oregon, then sink south toward Texas. If this storm was heading the other way, it must be over the Arctic. Perhaps it was 2012. Or maybe the physical year didn't exist, as the dream state was on a floating timeline. The news then reported that, after recently 100 young boys had suddenly gone missing in Texas, most of them were found alive. The families, and the communities, were praying for the safe return of the rest. The next segment featured a part about the abortion controversy. It showed a woman with brown tape over her stomach area, the commentor saying, "the crosses heal the wounds of young women who were photographed having an abortion in the woods". Previously, there was a case where a pro-life activist photographed the aborted fetus of a woman who had aborted her child secretly in the woods. This time, women all over the country who were not pregnant were wearing this brown tape. Any time a photographer passed over, they were instructed to openly state they were not pregnant, and question what the hell the photographer was doing there. And they did. The photographers were apprehended by police and security, and taken away. As both a Liberal Christian and a Christian Liberal who was often pro-life but in major cases also pro-choice, I was torn about this segment. First, I thought, "were these crosses false prophets"? My mind then wandered over to a kitchen when I was five years old, but that was a facade again. I thought about pro-life protesters in the streets, and what was to become of them. I remembered a certain video on Godvine about how anti-abortion protesters convinced a mother not to abort her baby. Would these now be a thing of the past? Would pro-choice people now try to convince teen pregnancies to abort rather than say, seek adoption? I asked somebody, "would there still be anti-abortion protests? Or are those protected indefinitely under the constitution?" On the pro-choice side, why were these photographers mobilizing in the first place? Perhaps they were agents of a new Romney-Ryan administration that opposed planned parenthood? I personally supported the rights of the women who were violated. What about people who needed an abortion to save the life of the mother and then were violated as they were filmed, filed and reported? Browsing through my Twitter, I saw that Pastor Terry Jones was following me. I doubted whether I should follow back, as this was apparently the pastor who had led the Qu'ran burning controversy at the Dove World Outreach Center in Florida. I wake up at 4:43 am. Proceding to write these down now, and after another half hour I fall asleep again. I remember nothing about what happened. Sleeping again from about 8:15 - 9:15 am. Only remember the ending this time. George Shrinks was on a mission somewhere, and saved a girl on the sub-11th floor of a basement. Flying in his Zoopercar, he stages a show. His mom is holding a secret egg. However, she wears it on a fake turban-like mummified head gear, which George then unravels and pulls out the egg. The contents turn out to be a prize. Apparently, a group was awarding us more than $8.26 million for defending gay rights. O...K...then.
OGF I was with my OGF. She was being nice. Then she was getting a divorce and was hanging out with me. It seemed more and more apparent that we would get back together. I obviously woke up eventually.
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