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    I have a new* naming convention for characters:
    J - first appears in Issues and was my enemy for a while. (Jacob)
    N - my former crush. (Nicole)
    M - my ex. She convinced me that school ended after third period in one of my dreams. (Maddy)
    C - his first appearance is in Lost in the Green Building. (Carter)
    mmkk - His first appearance was in The UFO. (Kia)
    Z - While he isn't really a friend of mine, his first appearance is in Fake Gangs, a small Laptop, a crappy movie, and Bull of Heaven. (Zoe)
    A - mmkk's little sister. She first appeared in the same dream as Z. (Aliza)
    K - C's friend. (Kyle)
    MB - another friend of mine. (Megan)
    V - K and C's friend.
    W - C's Ex (Willow, now William)
    Ed - J's new name (Edynn)

    *this is actually outdated and I'll be calling them by their real names.

    1. You are Lost

      by , 11-17-2021 at 02:35 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I remember being in this sort of dream world where different passageways lead to different parts of the dream. In one faithful instance of stupidity, I found myself going through a tunnel with some people that lead to a relatively large, dark expanse and then coming out the other side alone. The setting I found myself in was a roller rink's food court/resting area, but minus the actual roller rink itself.

      I tried to leave, but as I went further into the entrance I came through, I felt like I was being impeded by a stronger version of the same pitch black material that my trailer's blinds are made of. It felt as if I was completely enveloped in it the harder I tried to power through it. Eventually, I decided to call upon the help of a tall, vaguely emaciated looking figure who must have been the god of this realm. He told me that in order to get through, I needed to maintain a state of absolute calm, and only then will the passageways to other parts of the dream be opened to me.

      I decided it was worth a shot. I walked in as far as I could, already missing whatever I was doing before I found myself in this predicament, laid down, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly I felt as if I was no longer being crushed like before. The first few attempts to leave were unsuccessful due to me losing my sense of calm and/or focus, but eventually I did make it to doorways that lead elsewhere.

      The problem, however, is that none of these were desirable locations. A lot of them featured nightmarish creatures and dead ends, causing me to have to make it back to the roller rink area. A lot of them featured an entity resembling a very short old african american lady with no arms, although its human appearance was only a fluke. In actuality, it was as far removed from any kind of humanity as possible, acting either as a cunning, highly manipulative predator or a mindlessly cannibalistic one.

      After what felt like at least an hour of searching, I made it to a small room with heavy green lighting and an old-fashioned wallpaper that featured vertical stripes and other decorative designs. The room itself was probably slightly larger than an average closet space, and across from me was a door that I presumed to at least lead to somewhere more feasible. The issue, however, was the presence right next to the door of an instance of the afforementioned creature and another, much larger and bulkier one that might have been wearing a tuxedo and had a face similar to the vaguely insmuth looking people from tool's music video for parabola. behind them was a chair and a few food bowls full of what looked like cat food.

      I thought that maybe I could dart past them and open the door, however I didn't consider the possibility of it being locked, and once they spotted me, they both attempted to attack/take bites out of me, to which I got angry and adrenaline-filled and knocked over the chair and food bowls, eventually causing me to wake up. I remember thinking to myself, "oh thank god finally".

      Updated 11-17-2021 at 02:52 PM by 89498

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    2. HONK

      by , 10-12-2021 at 01:33 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I remember talking to a couple of people from new zealand that I hadn't talked to since freshman year. They were about to enter a video call and when I asked if I could join they profusely apologized for not letting me on it back in freshman year.

      Afterwards, I made my way to my trailer, where Edynn and her friend came around a couple of times when I wasn't looking. I remember one occasion that night in which I almost got to talk to Edynn but she ran off with a smaller version of herself and they had both changed their name to John. Whoever I was with gave me a cheap christmas decoration to hang up on the door while they played christmas music and by the time Edynn came around again I started jokingly doing devil horns with my hands to the music and headbanging. The person sitting in the driver's seat (guess my trailer became an RV?) Started honking the hilariously off-key horn. I laughed hysterically until I woke up, after which I'm I noted how non-hysterically I was actually laughing in real life and just how much I was drooling in my sleep.

      Updated 10-12-2021 at 01:35 PM by 89498

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    3. Band Rehearsal

      by , 10-05-2021 at 02:58 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      This first fragment took place after another part of the dream. I was reading a webcomic with some live action elements until it slowly turned into peter griffin watching historical baseball games in an isolated room.

      The next fragment featured me and Chris in what looked like someone's back yard. They were advertising a product meant for motor vehicles from around the 1920's and 30's. When I was explaining this to Chris, I pointed to an old rusty broken down Ford truck from that time period that was directly across from us. There was also a large, hollow green plant that I tried using as pants but there was only one leg's worth and it didn't fit me anyway.

      In the next part, me, Chris, and some other people were in a band, and we were going to play Lake Song by Window Girl at an open mic night. Before we played we went around a local shopping center looking for stuff. I remember there being a store for highly advanced watches, although everything was out of my price range.

      Eventually me and Chris were at my work and I was on my computer looking for files on it. There were some cursed creepypasta type videos for some reason, along with some older videos from the early to mid 20th century. I then realized that I was in the public documents section and went to my own private files and found what I was looking for, which was one of our work in progress original songs. He said the subject matter was a lot darker than what he usually likes and I took the feedback. After reviewing it with chris, he left and went back to the rest of the band.

      Sometime before he left, he said the open mic night started at 7:30PM. It was just before then that I realized that I can't sing and play at the same time, no matter how simple the bass line to Lake Song is. I started panicking, frantically texting chris and pacing around my work's warehouse until he said they'd just cover something without me, which if I remember correctly, actually stressed me out way more.

      Somehow this led to a totally unrelated fragment where I was a male asian doctor partaking in experiments that were being done on me. There was a chair with mutiple different settings on the side that I was asked to sit in among a room of researchers that treated me like a colleague except for the head researcher. I sat in the chair and the head researcher turned it on, which caused a lot of electricity to be expelled. I frantically got out after seeing what settings were there, which included "autistic", the R slur, and something else. I told him that I was already autistic and he said "well that explains why your ex fiance was your husband", or some more coherent yet somehow harder to remember form of that. The researchers all got mad at him and started to speak up about the homophobic remarks.
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    4. Gamers' Castle

      by , 09-25-2021 at 07:24 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      In this new dream, I was in a fancy castle of some kind. It was a very racist and generally bigoted one with a lot of rules, not all of them inherently racist. I remember breaking a few, and after I broke one about associating with a black person, a chase started. I don't particularly remember if I was caught but I remember this sequence of events happening again a few times. The group they sent to capture me was associated with either Dead Space or some other similar game. Eventually, I learned how to fly and took that to my advantage. Once that happened, the dream took a weird turn in which I was both simultaneously flying and viewing myself in third person in a way that implied that I wasn't the character that learned to fly. The people chasing me went from dead set on capturing me to just annoyed that I was flying. Under me I had some computer code or something while I was flying among voxelated forests. I remember eventually learning how to fly really fast by diving down on occasion. Eventually that stopped and it was back to first person where I was getting ready to find the headquarters of the people associated with dead space. A guy was briefing me on the mission and then I woke up.

      Updated 09-29-2021 at 07:30 AM by 89498

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    5. Shit, the Car Got Impounded Again!

      by , 08-14-2021 at 05:04 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I remember being out in the parking lot of some place with my mom's boyfriend's car. I had to go and get something and when I returned a shorter mexican person told me it was being impounded again. I freaked out and started crying profusely, thinking about what my mom or her boyfriend would say considering in the dream we had just gotten the car out. He said I could make an appeal to get it sooner and until then there was a guy who drove a truck who I could call to get to school beforehand. That person came in and it turned out to be an acquaintance from sophomore year of high school. They said "hi Madison", and then left.
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      non-lucid
    6. Cardboard Airplane

      by , 08-13-2021 at 05:03 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      We were at the park in my trailer park. My mom was taking care of baby ducks and her boyfriend convinced me and her to get into a cardboard airplane and fly around. That didn't last long, though, because my mom had to get back to tending to the ducks and her boyfriend had to disappear somewhere else, so I decided after being freaked out, I would be the one controlling the plane. I flew a dosen feet over the trailer park and blasted a song from kill 'em all by metallica. Eventually I started to lose control a bit so I had to go back down. My mom was at the park telling someone why she had these ducks. She said something like "I started a chicken coup because I felt bad about accidentally starting a military coup"
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    7. Cross-Universe Therapy

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:00 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I was messing with a really advanced 3D art program from 1994. It creates realistic clay sculptures out of sketches/outlines.

      Afterwards, I was talking to grandma about her death. I asked her if she knew she had dementia and there was a really long pause. A photo of me from when I was younger changed progressively after I asked this question from youthful happiness to surprise/fear. I was heading to the parking lot and talking to my mom about a photo of me from a timeline where I didn't transition afterwards, and I look like an out of proportion, uglier version of anthony green.

      Afterwards, we were on a car ride to my therapist's office that lasted quite a while. Once I got there, I saw a variety of staff, including the manager from work most people don't like. Her and a few other people were instructing a class full of people from different dimensions where certain countries were the world superpower. I was the US, there was a gay kid from the Canada universe, etc. The Canadian kid, who looked between the ages of 14 and 36, really showed an interest in me, as he kept talking to me. He was trying to tell me something but I cut him off with a firm and flat "I know". I then apologized.

      During the lecture, he wrapped his arm around my stomach and pulled me closer, although I resisted this and escaped his grip. When the therapists and whatnot left, I used that time to check my phone to see if the person on the SCP foundation wikidot site I had asked to take a look at my idea had responded. He did, saying "I can't. I have a lot scheduled with friends, sorry". His forum signature was a graphic with four colorful cartoon dolphins overlapping each other. The instructors came back in and the lecture continued.
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    8. Cross-Universe Therapy

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:00 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I was messing with a really advanced 3D art program from 1994. It creates realistic clay sculptures out of sketches/outlines.

      Afterwards, I was talking to grandma about her death. I asked her if she knew she had dementia and there was a really long pause. A photo of me from when I was younger changed progressively after I asked this question from youthful happiness to surprise/fear. I was heading to the parking lot and talking to my mom about a photo of me from a timeline where I didn't transition afterwards, and I look like an out of proportion, uglier version of anthony green.

      Afterwards, we were on a car ride to my therapist's office that lasted quite a while. Once I got there, I saw a variety of staff, including the manager from work most people don't like. Her and a few other people were instructing a class full of people from different dimensions where certain countries were the world superpower. I was the US, there was a gay kid from the Canada universe, etc. The Canadian kid, who looked between the ages of 14 and 36, really showed an interest in me, as he kept talking to me. He was trying to tell me something but I cut him off with a firm and flat "I know". I then apologized.

      During the lecture, he wrapped his arm around my stomach and pulled me closer, although I resisted this and escaped his grip. When the therapists and whatnot left, I used that time to check my phone to see if the person on the SCP foundation wikidot site I had asked to take a look at my idea had responded. He did, saying "I can't. I have a lot scheduled with friends, sorry". His forum signature was a graphic with four colorful cartoon dolphins overlapping each other. The instructors came back in and the lecture continued.
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      non-lucid
    9. An Astrophysicist Moves Into the Trailer Park

      by , 08-08-2021 at 04:34 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I remember being in a large room with a bunch of different people, some I knew and others I didn't. 80's George Carlin was there sitting at a seat diagonal from me and we were all sharing music and media and whatnot. I shared my music with a disclaimer that my music is written and performed in my own language and when I prrssed play, everyone left halfway through the song and george carlin displayed mild contempt.

      After that segment of the dream, I was just in my room minding my business when all of a sudden I see someone drive a trailer exactly like ours into the lot next to us. Their trailer was modified to rest off the ground and had two large red jet engines at the back. Me, my mom and her boyfriend grew curious and decided to enter from the staircase descending from the bottom. The owner and occupant was an approximately 5'4" thinner lady with brown hair. My mom's boyfriend told her his name, prefaced by the statement that if he had his ID he would show that to her as well. She told us her name and that she's an astrophysicist or something like that. The entire trailer looked completely different on the inside, almost like some kind of lab. Eventually I was tasked by someone there with sorting her miniature collectible snow globes of varying sizes on the shelf by her bed.

      I think I had another dream shortly after or before where I explained weirdcore to Edynn but I don't remember for sure.
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    10. Metametadream

      by , 08-06-2021 at 08:31 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I remember being in a grocery and/or record store and seeing someone summon the in-dream goddess of death to play some gothic rock. The goddess of death was on vocals, although you couldn't hear her microphone at all. Afterwards, Metadream, a musical project I'm doing with a friend, was getting ready to perform live in a different record store, although in this universe the other member in the project was on drums and it was a standard rock band with a couple of other people, including a heavy set short guy with long, dark hair. In this dream, everyone in Metadream had an Armenian background, and I wasn't involved in the project at all. I don't remember getting a good look at the other member but his existence was implied. Somehow, the bathroom and bedroom of my old house was on a level above the store, and I used its facilities before the show played. I also remember talking to the drummer about a few miscellaneous things, and he said something about wanting to get in his bed and just work on stuff or something along those lines. I told him I needed to take a piss before the show started and he said "okay, see you there!", After which I laid in a thinner twin bed with no frame on the ground. I remember the vertically oriented wooden beams supporting it (that somehow didn't count as a frame in my dream) lacked one of them and I almost fell while trying to get up and go to the bathroom.
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    11. Window Girl's Third Concert

      by , 08-02-2021 at 05:15 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I was at the store where me and my mom work, and I was making music in probably the third isle or something. A little bit later on, the cast of rick and morty, which was three people at the time, came and helped me out. I remember one isle being kinda entirely frozen, not in the sense of the items stocked, but just the entire isle was blue and cold. Meanwhile, radiohead was playing live by where the registers usually are and a girl I used to go to middle school with was doing insane acrobatics off the ceiling with a rope. In another section of the store, Window Girl was getting ready to play live. The entire crowd was sitting down as there were no chairs, and footage from their previous show started playing, which in my dream was their second show. In reality they have only played live once. I was enamoured by how much better they were playing in this fictional second concert. Once they actually started playing live, everyone had a good time, although I remember at the end one of my friends realizing that part of the tiled flooring they were sitting on was boiling somehow and he jumped up. The band helped him out and Edynn specifically started giving what I'm assuming was promotional stuff to people, including me.
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    12. A Speech at My Old House

      by , 07-28-2021 at 07:00 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      In this dream, I did something that gave me some sort of medal of military significance. In fact, it was so significant that they had me answer questions in front of an audience. Specifically, they had modified the porch balcony thing at my old house to be a proper stage with a metal fence in front of it. I answered questions like my political views, which I sugarcoated for the sake of safety (I said I was a bit left of bernie, who I think was in the audience, and that I hate stalin but support worker solidarity). One of the questions came from an old classmate from years ago who asked if I could come to his house if this whole medal thing allows me any time to do so. I said why not and said we could set that up after the Q&A. After a few other questions, a very salty general got a bit mad at me for getting an award despite not risking my life in combat, regardless of the fact that I otherwise did do something to earn the medal.

      Afterwards I was in a waiting room where the receptionist apologized to me about the general's behavior. I went home and fell face first sideways onto my bed and after a few moments of resting there, I woke up.
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    13. Dreamathon 2021

      by , 06-26-2021 at 08:20 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      Dream 1: I was running either away from or with patrick star across a city

      Dream 2: me and a dream character who I befriended were making plans to escape across a city from the government in a giant paper airplane

      Dream 3: The grocery store I worked at fell under new management and she was evil and made everyone wear gray uniforms, but I managed to convince hear to make them wear pink uniforms with purple pants and shoes instead.

      Dream 4: I was talking to Jonochrome, creator of riddle school, about Jonochrome without realizing he was the one I was talking to. Meanwhile, he was streaming live footage of him walking across an ancient chinese landmark that was the longest math equation in history that spanned across an entire canyon.

      Dream 4, part 2: I attempt to walk across the aforementioned math equation but it was made of reciept paper so I fell and nearly killed myself.

      Dream 5: I was looking out the bathroom door of my trailer because an elderly couple drove their minivan into a giant hole filled with foamy water. They blamed me on it, and my mom's boyfriend came out to reason with them. Afterwards, I taught them how to tap a musical composition on the side of the trailer with their hands and distracted them with how cool they thought it was.

      Dream 6: I was in my trailer park trying to get a picture of the sunset over the unusually cyberpunk looking scenery. I was specifically trying to take a picture of a point in the sunset in which the center of the sun is black and fractal like repetitions made the sun rays, and it seemed to rewind just to allow me to take the right picture. I showed my sister the photo and she thought it was pretty cool.

      Dream 7: I was walking around in the shopping center by the place I was born with my non-existent, heavily intoxicated transmasculine femboy friend. He was wearing a pink skirt with a layer of green showing just under the top layer, with a similar looking crop-top. I went into the pet store and saw my ex boyfriend signing papers at a desk by the checkout area. I tried introducing him to my friend but it went bad because my friend could barely stand, let alone talk to people.
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      memorable , dream fragment
    14. The Iowa House

      by , 06-16-2021 at 08:21 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I had a dream that was set in my trailer park, although the entire layout was different. The trailers were laid out side by side in circular arrangements instead of the square or rectangular blocks they're usually in. It was the day after My neighbor's birthday party and I see her and a bunch of friends come out of her trailer with something. Me and whoever I'm talking to are kind of watching them from a distance, up until a heavy-set arab looking guy comes up to us and gives us advice about our car in a southern accent and abruptly leaves. My friend notes that he was probably a muslim given the accent he spoke in and I said that he actually sounded pretty southern. I then looked to my right and saw him moving in to the lot next to ours, and wondered if I should continue to talk to him in case he's a muslim who just happens to be transphobic. I am not that far into hormones and this guy would start noticing changes and maybe not respond favorably to them.

      At another point in the dream, me and my mom are either going somewhere or driving home from somewhere while someone on the car radio is talking about controversy surrounding "the softest alpha male". I decided to connect my phone's bluetooth to listen to music, but abruptly noticed the interface in the car say that data charges may vary due to being outside of state lines. I looked and it said we were in a state that abbreviates to "I", only to later realize that we were in Iowa. I saw a very large golden Taj Mahal/white house/stereotypical persian castle/mansion in the scenery and jokingly pointed at it and said "oh look it's the iowa house". I then woke up within the dream after the radio started talking to me directly. I didn't leave my room but I did look to see what the news radio stuff was coming from.

      Updated 07-03-2021 at 08:25 AM by 89498

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    15. Going to the Afterlife With Edynn

      by , 06-07-2021 at 08:24 AM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      I had finally been allowed to come over to Edynn's house. I said hi to everyone and had conversations with them about all kinds of things, and then I went to her bedroom where I accidentally ruined a game her and a lot of her new friends played. The next day she explained what I did, and I apologized profusely. She was very understanding. For some reason that lead us to her showing me the afterlife temporarily. She took me there and showed me everything there was to see, including a women's weightlifting and bodybuilding room that made even the act of walking a workout, and a grocery store where extremely exotic instruments and other items were available. I eventually lost her in the store but found my way to a place for masculine women, where I found maddy. I had to remind her of who I was because of how long it had been, and she asked if anyone knew my deadname around here and I told her no. I then asked her if I was actually dead and in the future since everyone I have ever known was present here. I then looked at a portable interface of significant cultural/historical events that happened since I was transported here and one of them said this:

      - The Crisis of Wrent (2021)

      The afterlife was very similar to a school campus in design, with brick walls and blue doors with signs on them.
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