FryingMan

+ bad lips:
FA? waken? Lying on a sleeping bag/mat on the ground outside at the end of a long road-way? Young boys are running around being loud and I "shush!" them so they don't bother everybody. A girl is brought to us who tells us her story of the lip enhancement surgery that went bad. I can see at first on her face that her lips are large and misshapen, they form a sort of lazy "S" shape on both upper and lower. She wrote a book about her ordeals, the title had the words "boo" and "poo" in it. The more I look at her lips the stranger they become. Now they're more normal shaped but really oversized, and there are regular bumps spread around them, and there are words written on them, (s.l. "life"?) she wrote these words during the operation with the expectation that they would fade in time, but they become permanent.

Later in the dream, there is an explosion (from the use of some hand-held heavy munitions? Like a bazooka?), and the "bad lips" girl's lips explode, as does her stomach. Now her over-large lips are empty hanging bloody meat flaps, as it her stomach.

+(f) I'm lying on a bed in my sister's bedroom in my CH, my young S1 is there as an older toddler, I'm holding him but some force is preventing me from bringing me close to him, I wonder if he will remember this moment later in his life.

+ epic: rotating room [vivid, present, long, recall just medium though, all these scenes are from this dream, I feel]
I walk in off the street to some establishment, a company run by two nerdy guys. (I know them, sort of?) I catch a glimpse of what's going on but I head back out to the street, but I feel a pull to return so I go back inside. I see the guys who run it, and I move towards the back and start to find the rooms. These rooms have groups of people in them, who are sitting and talking, studying, doing things. But the "stage" inside each of these rooms rotates so that the entire room's contents and all the people rotate slowly around in a circle, and colorful lights flash while this happens. I see a guy in one of the larger rooms who I think is CL (college housemate, grad school), I think I haven't seen him in a long time. I'm trying to figure out if it's him.

Lunch line at the cafeteria, is it late? There are dishes on display, they are made from dark-colored rice shaped into mounds. There are 3 variants on the dish all made from the same rice, one is just shape into a log-shape, one is covered with leaves like a tamale, there's another one.

Inside a club, there's a sign, a bunch of people are planning to meet and drink beer, they're gathering and I'm waiting for the people to buy the beer. Seated at the bar, the choices are discussed. There's (chocolate?) beer, and a variant with garlic, but it's root beer not alcoholic beer, and someone mentions that the garlic addition is from the Garlic Festival in Gilroy (CA). There's a really big, fat guy with a bulging naked stomach and I see his arm reaching for things in front of me, I think it takes a lot of overeating to get that fat. His skin is mottled reddish like a red-head.

several sexy scenes:

Spoiler for sexy encounter #1:

I walk up to a girl who's sitting on a stool, and I spread her legs and she's naked and I reach for her (ahem) and spread it open and begin intercourse? sort of vague

Spoiler for sexy encounter #2, explicit:

I'm sitting with my (girlfriend?) on a couch, I begin oral sex on her. She's sitting up on the couch and I'm kneeling in front of her. I focus on her cl!t with my tongue and lips and give her a good tongue-lashing. I see she is getting more excited. As she approaches orgasm she directs me to lick it from the top. I'm going all around it and I see she's approaching orgasm and then she climaxes, and enters the period of over-sensitivity and I stop. I move up to her face and kiss her and she sort of turns away, like she doesn't want to experience her taste on my lips. [This was one of the longest, most stable, and "realistic" sex scenes in recent dream memory, nothing really odd happened and no strange interruptions]

I'm walking through the rooms of this club and looking for a sexual encounter. There are heads of (female sex robots?) lining some shelves and I think about those briefly, there are groups of people around, I find one girl and

Spoiler for sexy encounter #3, explicit:

have her lie down on her back on the ground and get on top of her. I reach down and guide myself into her, insertion is difficult but I manage to begin. After a short while I adjust the position, where I bring my knees up and am half-kneeling still in missionary, this allows me fully deep penetration and the best sensation, it's going well. The girl then says "are you going to pop soon, or are we going to be going at it for a while?" I immediately answer "I'm going to pop soon." Then some woman comes by whom I feel I know and I tell her "I'M BUSY!" She starts talking to me and I repeat again, "I'M BUUUSSYYYY!". Then I realize I've slipped out of the girl I was having sex with, and see I've lost the erection. My (ahem) has become very small, and there is a large bump on the side of it under the foreskin. I pull back the foreskin and see a blister right on the top just a back from the head, I think I got this from all the sex I was just having.

, the dream transitions.

I am "awake", realizing I just woke from a dream, [but I'm still dreaming, but don't realize it fully]. I'm seeing a night-time cityscape in front of me, viewed from a distance as through a window, the buildings are covered with tiny lights that are the lit windows. The shapes of the buildings where they meet the ground is very curvy and organic and alien looking, like the buildings grow from the ground as living things. I think to myself, "where am I? Is this a real city?" I have no idea where I am, so I
open my eyes to see where I am and I see my waking bed-side. ["Oh...", it was a dream vision, I realize.]

I check the clock and see it is about @6 hours. I become very awake. It is hard to get back to sleep, wife is also wakeful and noisy and moving around. I try different relaxation techniques, including all-body scan with relaxation. That helps, I start to lose focus while doing that. Then I work on projecting myself out of my head and body, imagining myself flying around and being not locked into my body. The "locked into the body" and the "grasping mind" are the things I find that keep me awake. Relaxation helps, but turning off that "mind locked into my head" phenomenon is also required in order to fall asleep. I eventually do sleep and have series of more dreams over the next 4-ish hours.

+ I'm in my adult CA PTL home. There are groups of kids with women teachers outside in our back yard. My wife is around. The kids come in and the scene seems to now be in my CH dining room [waking location recognition, not in dream]. There is a cloth work of art on the wall to the left, taking up the whole wall to the ceiling. A (girl?) starts climbing it and I think this will ruin it but it doesn't, she reaches the top and enters some sort of pocket there and falls face-first down to the floor inside the layer of fabric. Some more kids do this after her.

+(f) [from a longer sequence] I'm walking through some doorways, looking for a particular girl, she is some hostess of a company and I need her attention for something? I give her a gift in a box, she opens it and takes it out, it is a lacy/sexy top and bottom, sort of lingerie, but it is made from a bronze metallic rings material and is mostly transparent. She really likes the gift but is sort of surprised by it. Some other people around me comment on it.

During some brief waking I decide my recall is weak for the recent dreams and resolve to pay more attention to the dreams to recall them better. Indeed the experiences following were more vivid.

+ I wake in a room, like a hotel room. I'm naked and the window curtains are open. I stand up and pull the (white, down comforter it seems to be) around my waist to go to the window to pull the drapes. As I pull them I'm outside on a walkway that goes past businesses, there's a woman with her daughter there who slumps down sitting against the wall of a building, the girl is also naked (?) and wrapped in a blanket like me. I go back into my room, and now I notice it is much darker that the drapes are all pulled. I decide I want to peek outside the curtains at the people, viewing them unseen. I hold the curtains tightly and try to open them just a crack so no one will see me [DS], and I do this but realize all I can see is the window screen which mostly blocks my vision. I adjust and find a little opening where I can clearly see people outside. Then the (woman?) comes to my door and I let her in, and she starts talking, someone else comes in (another woman?) and they argue, and the 2nd woman says to the 1st, "I can't work with you, we're done." I remember [FALSE] that we were all in a (music band?) together and this means the end of that. I tell the 2nd woman s.l. "thanks for breaking up the band and forcing me out as well."

Then I'm lying on my back on the ground looking up at a pure blue sky [DS DS DS!!!!]. I'm still thinking about the band breaking up and am really sad about this, and say/think "you can get bad news while looking at the beautiful, blue Californian sky." I stand up and I'm on the lawn of my CH backyard [I'm aware of the location in the dream] There is an odd pattern cut into the grass [DS]: like part of the grass where I'm standing hasn't been mowed in quite a while and is getting quite and looks unkempt, but there is a line like a rectangle extending most of the width across the grass a few feet in front of me that shows that an area had recently been mown. I know this indicates that (something that I can't remember) was just down to the lawn. I head up the steps towards the house.

I'm still thinking about the band breakup, and I think I should call my best friend MR, that I have an appointment with him at 2pm, and that I need to gather together my clothing in preparation for my return-trip to [foreign country]. Inside the house [not accurate] there is my dad and my mother. I see my mother sitting at a small table (eating?). I ask her what I'm going to do right now and she says "eat some pizza!" (which she just made, apparently). I walk over to a counter/cabinet where there is a microwave and see two small red circles on a a cutting board and think these must be sausage/pepperoni from the pizza and pick one up and take a bite, only to find it is crunch and bland and is actually a radish. I put a (drink?) into the microwave and warm it up.