The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy

Fragment 1:
I was on a quick and easy trip to my friend in Canada's house because I sang the jingle of a delivery company. After that, I talked to her, finally compared our heights in person (she is 5 inches shorter than me), and entered her house. INCEST EVERYWHERE. Not even joking. Family members doing it on counter tops, couches, the floor, at least one couple per room, sometimes gay couples! It was very foggy outside her house.

Fragment 2:
I was at school, trying to stop something from happening. I then noticed that the palm of my hand was twice as long as it usually is, and then decided to make an arm grow out of the bottom half with the top half being the new arm's hand.

The dream starts after school. After lunch, where I was talking to M, Finn and Jake were walking through my neighborhood to Rhode Island. Either that or my neighborhood was in Rhode Island. Anyway, they heard about a cat named Stan who needed something from my mom or someone who looked like her, so they went over to his house and there was a baby on his living room table that was crying so much that it was suffocating. It eventually became completely and entirely blue, but went back to red. Anyway, Jake went upstairs to the room where whatever Stan needed was being extracted from the person. There were three progress bars that read 100%, 50%, and 100%. As soon as that happened he rushed up the stairs and took her body in order to keep it as his own, his body probably given to my mom. A battle ensued and Finn and Jake won. Stan ran off, I said something about hating every family guy episode after the cat became evil (after episode nine, which was this one), and then I woke up.

I was in the bathroom after accidentally killing a bunch of people on a trip. It must have been a unisex bathroom because after that a girl walked out of a stall. She had brown hair, wore a black tank top, and often had a black jacket tied around her hips. I was hooked. I then tried to will myself to ask her to sign my yearbook or get her number, but conveniently enough, she actually came up to ask me about something. We got to know each other and I learned that she had Russian heritage and that her name was Hulga. I was at her house, which might have been in Russia, and talked to her some more in her room. We also seemed to be conducting an experiment involving bricks, the reflection of light from her bedroom's windowsill, and explosions. I told a joke about the Chernobyl nuclear exclusion zone and she told me about how that was in the western side of Ukraine. I was getting hot standing in front of the window, so I got up and moved to the opposite side of the room. A friend of mine, who we'll just call Mohammed, walked into the room and joined in our conversation shortly after.

FRAGMENT 1:
In the first fragment, I was listening to the end of The Chosen Priest and the Apostle of Infinite Space by Bull of Heaven in my art class at school. It was a sad sounding piano ballad narrated with a father telling his son he was sorry about something.

Fragment 2:
In the next fragment, I was outside an apartment I was staying at. I saw a really popular husband and wife walking into a limousine, surrounded by people. The wife, instead of just saying no to show her discontempt, puffed her face up to arround twice the diameter until it scared the husband into not going into the limo. I then ran away from the apartment, but I gave up and went back. 8 hours seemed to have gone by in 8 minutes. I walked in, saw my fat, miserable dream family watching TV, saw there was no room on the couch, and sat down on a mat on the opposite wall. I then played this

The dream started at J's house. He was being a bit of a jerk, so I left and went to my house. I then turned the entire street into meat to get rid of him after entering through the front gate. There was a gathering in the kitchen. The whole time I knew I was dreaming. I was anxious that he would try to come for me, so I was pacing. At one point, I looked in the mirror, and since dream mirrors have strange properties, My face distorted, with my mouth shifting to the left. I also explained to some people why I turned our entire street into meat and my intention for it. I then heard a slam on the front screen door. Me and someone else went to investigate. The guy said, "It's probably J," and looked through the screen door. "No, it's a few dogs." I replied. I opened the door and one tried to bite at my arm. It was this big black dog, but it's lips and jowels were so large that it's teeth couldn't reach my arm, so I helped it by moving my arm further into it's mouth. When it bit me, it didn't hurt; I just woke up.

The dream started when I was late to art class several days in a row. In the dream, once people got their first assignment, everyone and I mean EVERYONE was loud and obnoxious. I then saw a movie sequel to courage the cowardly dog on the TV that we have in the room. It showed what looked like courage and some other dog as anthropomorphic dogs reaching onto the table. I decided I wanted to see this and so I did. I present to you: COURAGE THE COWARDLY DOG 2: WHATEVER THE HELL THIS IS.
It starts off at their house in the suburbs/city where I'm assuming two distant relatives of courage were living in a small home with terrible owners. They heard about how someone was going to steal a celebrities' donut, and so they were off. One problem: they were in trouble. They had to stop time to get away from their owners and go to the bakery down the street. Next, they went up to the cashier and told them they wanted a donut. The guy was an idiot, so they had to explain specifically that they were trying to save the most important donut ever from being stolen. He said no, and after that they went off far away from the city into Acid land, where the one that looked the most like courage turned into this white capsule like thing with two legs and spooky hair. This is where the soundtrack of the movie came in. They were in Acid land, a place filled with near transparent waters and bright, neon and black mountains. The sky was also green, so there was that. They did all kinds of things in acid land, forgetting entirely their original goal. In one occasion, they had an Arab fight to other guys and the Arab one. They asked him his name, and he said "Mohammed Ali *insert like three other names here*" I then woke up.

I had this next dream about an hour after the first one. It was Halloween... in the middle of the day. Ed, Edd, n' Eddy had found a horse and made it their trusty steed. At one man's door, a father's child was prepping himself to answer the door, telling one of the eds "okay, I'm ready" and asking them to slap him in the face. One of them did it too hard and killed them. Next, the kid's grandfather died of a heart attack. The family resembled the Fitzgerald from the amazing world of gumball. Once that was over, they were off, with Eddy beating the horse to get it to go. They met Rolf at a crossroads where he challenged them, as his GIGANTIC horse spun around in circles. The scene faded out and then back into a sewer, where you could hear ed saying "nice, BIG girls in the sewer!" The place seemed to be partially re-purposed to some kind of set of stations meant to make men better than before in every way.

This dream starts with me listening to my cassette player. Unsatisfied with the quality, I decided to go to the record store, where I found like twelve jensen cassette players kind of just on the shelves.

Fragment 2: There was a theater in the middle of a desert like area a mountain where me, C, and K, as well as some other theater were listening to a grindcore song being played through a projector. My friend's reactions were as follows:
What even is this? - C
This song fucking sucks - K
As soon as the song was over, I got up and said "still not better than dream theaterIN MY OPINION!"

Fragment 3: my nephew/mmkk's brother was listening to what he thought was a cassette player. It had similarities to a mini cassette player, but more digital looking. I told him that that's not even what cassette players look like, but he didn't listen. I then got out my phone, which for some reason, had Kim Jong Un and Robbie rotten or someone like him over the gay flag as the wallpaper, and tried to find an app to prove him wrong. No luck. There was also a fragment where I was sitting across from N in a classroom somewhere in there.

In this dream, my neighbors from across the street were moving. I went upstairs and did a reality check. I then gained lucidity and told my uncle about it, and he said that I was in real life. After doing the reality check, I lost the ability to do it again and eventually I lost lucidity.

In this next dream, I was going to J's house when I noticed my crush standing on one of the brick things that lead to her house. I was with my aunt, who greeted my friend's grandmother in perfect Czech and gave her some groceries. I asked J why my crush was there and he said that she was related. I then went to talk to her. She was on the computer, talking about abstract concepts or something like that. I then was challenged to a fight with her grandfather at a shopping center. I said yes apparently, because after that, it cut to him driving by a shopping center, getting out of his golf cart thing, and drinking a blue potion that temporarily restored his youth. All of a sudden, he grew taller, with long locks of bleach blonde hair. His skin was also brighter. It wore off, so he had to drink it again, and then I arrived. We fought for a little while, there was a joke about discounts somewhere in there, and then he left. Me and a friend then investigated the place and found a room that contained a forest. It was apparently a clone of the game Amnesia, but was nothing like it. There was a narrator talking to me about a large source of knowledge that every human could have had if the Earth wasn't in it's way. It then cut to my cat Max having bowel movements. He kept trying to take a crap but couldn't. There was one occasion where he was crapping in the vicinity of my arm. He had placed a back paw on my hand so hard it took about 10 seconds to get him off. He was trying to do it in the position of a peeing male dog. I told my aunt about it and she said the turd was "stuck in there." She then went to remove it. Some while after that I was by the front door when the narrator came back and showed me a globe from the future. I tried to draw a stick man on the now completely warm Antarctica to show the Aliens what humans looked like, but I didn't like the design and erased some of it.

I was at lunch talking to my crush. When I was getting ready to go to my next class, I noticed I had a jacket other than the one I had taken off. I asked, "Was I wearing this one too?" my crush laughed and said "maybe." I then saw her going to a cabinet type thing and giving me jackets when I wasn't looking.

This is part of a much larger dream. The first part involved an episode of the Amazing World of Gumball where the wattersons had to escape an office building. The next part was in my back yard. I was in a trailer where one of my sheds would be and accidentally ate a magic snowball which made my... ummm... height... grow until I couldn't stand up. It started out okay, but then it eventually became longer than I was tall and I had to lay on the ground. I eventually woke up in the dream and told a friend, who we'll call B, about it. He said he had the exact same dream.

This dream involved me going into other people's dreams by reading their dream logs and then going to bed. The first dream I went into was Mrs. Puff's dream. I was in the middle of a field at night where there was a blue dog turning into a werewolf. I hid in the house that it was in but I was too big to fit in. The next morning I was a cow and in the dog house next to it. I then woke up, read about another dream, had that dream, woke up, and then had one of my dreams. In the dream, I woke up, went downstairs, and I noticed that my grandma was going up to wake me up. Once I got to the kitchen, I remembered reading about an article where lucid dreams would be REALLY realistic. The dream was realistic, but blurry, as if I didn't clear out my eyes at all. I looked at my hand and said "yeah, this is a dream," but I noticed something was wrong. This wasn't just a regular dream, this was the setup for a nightmare. I grew cautious and anxious and saw a vacuum cleaner exiting my grandma's room by itself. I said to my grandma "hey grandma, I'm dreaming," and she responded with "yes...," and then approached me with a sinister grin on her face. There was also a chunk missing from her right cheek, but it wasn't like I could see her mouth, it was instead just a white area. She didn't do anything to me because I had a false awakening and lost lucidity. I then went through a few other dreams, woke up, and noticed just HOW realistic the lucid dream had been, The only difference being that I wasn't bumping into walls in the dream.

I was at J's house. I was writing some lyrics for a new song when I accidentally blurted out something along the lines of "I'm going to kill you J". Jacob heard this and went to tell his mom. He distorted the context out of recognition and I heard the whole thing. FROM ONE FLOOR ABOVE HIM. After that, his sister came in and proceeded to make no sense at all. She said something about a T turning into a P or the other way around, but either way, it had to do with what I said. His mom then came in wearing a blue robe and proceeded to scold me. I was trying to defend myself, but it was no use. I was curled up on J's chair almost crying as the last thing I heard was "some day or another, think before you talk" The first thought I had after waking up was "well that was a depressing dream", and the second thought was "just SOME DAY or another? How about now?"

FRAGMENT 1:
I was in my backyard. M was sitting in a chair in the yard with no top whatsoever and was crossing her arms as if it were cold, although it was a perfectly sunny day. I was checking if she had no top just to be sure, and when I noticed I flinched backward into the lawn chair I was in.

FRAGMENT 2:
In this fragment, I was at J's house. I was going to show him a song by a Czech band called Kabát, but He said he only had five minutes left. His grandma then came in speaking nearly perfect English. I forgot exactly what she said, but she had to replace the word she was trying to say with "thing". I was astonished on how fast she learned the language, and then I realized that English is considerably less complicated than Czech.