HomeRiver

Had a dream early in the night that was kind of scary. It involved traveling on a river in Vietnam. There was gunfire and abductions.


I was at a music festival where the Disco Biscuits were supposed to play. A lot of my high school friends were there and I was happy about this. I had a large back pack on that I wanted to put down. There was a table with chairs toward the edge of the room and I put it down near a chair. My friends wanted to set the table up right by the stage though which unnerved me because it would get in the way of everybody else. The band started playing but they were very quiet and didn't sound like the Disco Biscuits. Me and my friends laughed together a bit, then we dispersed. I walked past some girl and got stuck under a rope barrier and said some high stuff that made everyone laugh. We got to this one area. My acquaintance JeSm was laying down. He was on some pills and he just wanted to zone out. I thought it was weird that he wanted to do that at a concert. He seemed very relaxed though and I was thinking that I could never do such drugs because I'd be too afraid of dying. SS was talking to some people. Me and MC started walking around the festival lawn area to mingle with the crowd. We saw some girls that were kind of cute. We started talking to them. One of them was an ex wife of my friend BA. She was critical of him as a womanizer and I felt guilt by association. Nevertheless, I continued to flirt with them. I said, "Yea, I know that BA is a jerk, but you know what? I'm a jerk too." MC was astonished that I would say something like that to a girl who I was trying to attract because it supposedly would make me look bad. I tapped the girls stomach and said, "So why don't you give me your number?" She started giving it to me. I looked over at MC and said, "See, it works." Then I tapped her again and said that I had a girlfriend too. This was going too far. She then refused to give me her number and I left but as I was walking away, it was revealed that I had her number anyway.

I invited a few friends to my house. One of them lives in north Jersey, the other two I know from a gardening group that I used to be involved in. The gardening people came but the guy quickly left. I was at the house where I grew up. Me and the girl were sitting on the couch. I was offering her beer and coffee but she just wanted water. I was worried that I was boring her because I couldn't keep a compelling convo going. We were sitting with butts touching though on the couch watching tv. Later I went to the fridge to get some food and then I called NM, my friend from No Jers. He answered and said he wouldn't make it. I told him I was mad at him but that I wouldn't hold that anger for that long and it was okay. Next, my landlord called and told me that I couldn't have a party at the house. I told her in strong voice that I wasn't having a party and that she can't regulate that. Suddenly, a party of like 50 people arrived, most were from my high school. I was thrilled about this. The venue became a hybrid of the house I grew up in, my uncle's basement, and the house I currently live in. I saw a guy from my tennis team, CP and we were thrilled to see each other. The party was coming to an end early and I went to see my gf who was doing homework upstairs. There were no partiers upstairs. We slept in a different bed.

I a different dream, I left work with my co-worker MB. We went to a perfume shop, though both of us thought it would be lame. It wasn't. They had all sorts of scents, condoms, and cds. All these homeless people kept coming in and talking to the woman at the register. This homeless guy who I always avoid in town came in and I got angry but the woman was friendly toward him. When we left we saw another co-worker KY. She was drawing or something. There were some people nearby outside of their cars and they were talking about directions. They were headed to the All Good Music Festival. KY had a gps in her car and she went to get it so that she could give them directions. They were a mix of people reminiscent of some people I once met 10 years ago, with one token crazy hippy who said something hilarious (to us) that all of his fellow travelers were annoyed at.

In another dream I went on some kind of hike.

5:30
Had many dreams about having sex with, having the chance to have sex with, or turning down sex with many girls. Dreamed that I was trying to find the contact information of some girls who I had had sex with so that I could send them a Christmas present. One was a girl from High School who was always top of her class in attractiveness. Tried looking in my phone for their numbers but they weren't there and I had the sense that they deleted them from my phone because they were angry at me. I was using my laptop in my old room in my old house and I had the window blinds shut because I was afraid of guys seeing inside of my window, jealous boyfriends, brothers of the offended etc. The blinds wouldn't close sufficiently though so I didn't sit at my desk which would be in view. Instead, I sat on the floor. Found out about one girl through a kind of dream. She had been working at a convention center at a soda stand. I was inside some other girls memory. When this girl went to the stand her hair turned pink just like the one who I was searching for. The girl who's memory I was in told me to talk to her and ask for psychological advice. I didn't do it because I didn't know how. Tried to go on facebook to talk to an old friend who was acquainted with this girl who I was trying to find. I couldn't properly type facebook into the search engine though.

Camping with sister and her friend. I leave to go see my girlfriend and we go on a trip to China. We go to see the tallest building in China, which is the tallest building in America. It turns out its the apartment complex of her father and I go visit him. He's pretty remote, we don't speak each others language. We don't make it to the top, instead I meet her friend and she wants me to go with her to the store. I want to go so I get in my car but she wants to ride the bike like everyone does in China. I say okay but figure I should ask my gf first. She's at the campsite though which is far away so I run to get her. When I get there, she's with my friend. They had smoked weed. I ask my sister if she wants to stay at the campsite or at her friends house which is up the road. She wants to go to her friends but her friend wants to go to the site. It's beautiful, right on a big lake.

In another dream, I am a different person. I live in an apartment complex. It's late and there is some partying. Someone dies. They die because I neglected them. The girl complained of a cold. I told her to go to the hospital. I then left. After I left, she died.

I was hiking in the woods when I came across a monster. It wasn't a scary monster. It was a butt monster and it's goal was to have the best butt in the world.

I'm home and my sister is expertly growing plants. She's growing them from seed, propogating them, and doing things with plants that I've never done, and I'm a plant guy. When she's telling me this, I'm laying on the floor and I'm so tired that I want to go to sleep. I tell her I had just been watching tv and that is why I'm tired. It's mid afternoon but I felt like I had just woken up. I had been watching a talk show and I feel like Frank Ocean was on it.

There is a scene somewhere in here with some young overweight black girls. One of the girls ordered underwear on the internet and was just about to open the package. Suddenly, the other girl had the underwear in her hands and she was walking away with them, proud of herself for having such a great pair of underwear. It is revealed that there will be a nice butt competition and these underwear will help her. Suddenly, they are stolen yet again by a strange, un-talking, black guy. He's creepy looking and has on black and white stripes like a prisoner of old. The girl is frustrated but she doesn't try to get them back because she thinks it would be impossible.

Later I am back by the same woods. I'm in a clearing in a house on a porch and the forest line is in the short distance. Some girls want to go into the woods where apparently, the best butt competition is to occur. They are stopped somehow by a women who is using some kind of force. I see my mother's cousin walk out of the woods. This is a women who is in her 60s but who is obsessed with her looks. She looks more scary than beautiful though with overdone make-up, push up bras, tight pants, and butt padding. She's at the edge of the woods and she's bending over doing some gardening work I think. She stays bent for a while. I suddenly realize that she is the butt monster . I tell my sister. Her motivation is to scare other people away from the woods so that she will win the prize of best butt.

The house i'm in turns out to be the home of my grandparents. My mom asks me if I'm going to some event that they are all going to. I say no, because I don't want to have to kiss everybody who she is going with, including, that cousin of hers who I know is the butt monster. Not that she's scary, even though she is a monster. It's because she's so strange looking. I see everyone arrive. It's my grandmother, her sister, her husband's brothers' sister, my two aunts, the butt monster and bringing up the rear, my grandfather. All women except for one guy. I'm surprised to see my grandfather because in real life he's in the hospital and is in bad shape. He looks healthy in the dream which excites me.

At this point I have, what I believe was a false awakening. I feel I'm awake and I want to write in my dream journal. I start writing it, more or less as I have above, though different. I get hung up on some details like the acreage of the woods or what sound volume to have your laptop on. Soon, the laptop closes and there is darkness and I feel like I'm losing recollection. Then I really wake up.

3am
Was in my room in my house with my gf. There was a sense that the infrastructure systems had broken down and food was in a shortage. I was worried that people would break into the houseand wondered why I had never learned the martial arts with a feeling of being stupid. I went downstairs and checked to see that all of the windows are locked. They were difficult to lock. There was one window that wouldn't lock no matter what. It was broken. I managed to lock all of the other entrances though. I put double locks on some entrances, but realized that if you double or triple locked an entrance it wouldn't matter if one window was open. I felt bad because there were people who I live with who were not home and they wouldn't be able to get back into the house, but my fear was so large that I locked up anyway. I wished that I had stocked extra food in the basement.

Later I had a dream that I was a drug dealer. My friend was killed and I was spared my life and escaped.

3 am. I arrive at my old elementary school. We're about to play a game, most likely soccer. Walk onto the field area and notice that the school building is gone, it's just fields. Someone says there are no schools left in NJ. People start playing a game and I'm on the sidelines kind of sad because I don't fit in because i don't know how to play. It's like a game where people spread out, throw something into the air, catch it and then continue to throw it. Finally, i get involved. Sit at a table with my sister and another unspecified family member. Sister is a little unhappy to be with me. Several times i catch it and throw it. There are many hands in the air above me so that I cannot catch it. I throw a blue stuffed animal after several fake outs and then throw it but nobody catches it and it falls into the mud. There is the sense i did something wrong. All these people in uniforms show up and they are angry with our game. There is a sense of fear in the group but not fear that comes from having life in danger. There is a "commercial" in my mind of somebody eating chicken meat and preparing a beef stock like liquid. It's very thick. I recall that somebody once kept a stock for several year, using all types of meat.

Dreamed that I was with my girlfriend and we were watching a meteor shower.

I'm in "Atlanta" (though it looks nothing like the city) with my two friends Bet and To. They are a couple. We need to get to the airport to leave. To starts driving off and as he's driving Bet decides to look up the directions on the GPS. He's driving north and it does look like the way that we came from the airport. I know that it is the wrong direction though because I saw the airport on the other side of the town earlier. We only have 45 minutes before our flight so I start to argue my case. They don't agree so I stop arguing. All the while, the GPS is not working properly. I'm dropped off at the boardwalk that is suspended over the city. It is the outskirts of the city with not many people and many storage buildings. I walk over a yard of drone aircrafts and I think it strange that these are out in the open. I thought their technology was secret. I think about taking photos but instead keep walking. I call up Bet and To and they have left me. I say it's okay and I mean it. I call my sister who has an apartment in the city.

We go to a petting zoo. The zoo guide lists the names of all the animals that are available for petting. They seem normal enough but at the end his voice changes tone and he says, "and a tiger!" I'm scared expecting a big tiger to walk up. Instead, a zookeeper emerges with a baby tiger. He lets us pet it. I'm angry at the zookeeper because he is not being gentle with the tiger.



I have a fragment of a fish tank scene, where the fish are sort of competing with each other. I have a feeling it was an interesting dream but cannot remember much.

All I remember is some Moonrise Kingdom inspired imagery. I had just seen the film.

There was a multiple murder at the edge of town along the forest in some shacks. I had a vision of what happened kind of on a television in my mind. One of the murders happened like this: a guy started riding a horse away from his house, away from a danger. There was a fire that was engulfing the land below him and he was racing away from it. Then the fire on the ground stopped but there were flames coming from him. There was a sense that he was causing the fire to come from the air by racing through it so quickly on the horse and I thought that if he just slowed down, the fire would go out. He got to a wood clearing. Then he shot himself in the head. A police officer related the shooting to the media by doing a backflip. Then, I was watching news coverage of the event next to a lake. It was like Hurricane Sandy. There was a benefit/donation number for money that would go to the families. There was a number for crime tips. I went into a lake and was swimming in it. It was beautiful. Then I went up onto this land area that reminds me of the area by the shed where I used to live. People in the media were questioning me and others. Somebody offered me a beer and I declined because it was honey flavored and I didn't think it would be good. He said it was the best beer in the world. I tasted it and indeed it was good.


I went skiing with my family. We were walking up the mountain. There was no lift. There was no snow. I got to the top and instead of going on skis, people were hopping on socks that would fly over not snow but metal rollers. I was going down and had a good hang of it. The problem was that there were too many people in the way and I had to slow down. At one point in the descent I got to a train station. Everyone was going through. I tried to go through using my metro card but it wasn't working. I went to buy a ticket at the machine but my coins weren't all going in. I had to bang on the machine so that they'd go in. As I banged, they went in but the price that I still had to pay went up. Also, my coins turned into little toy naked girls and I was embarrassed that the employee would see them. Later I was walking around at college. I wondered why there was a lobby in every building with chairs to sit in. I reasoned that it was worth building this part of the building because students would like it and if a college didn't have such areas students would be unhappy and go to different colleges. I was hungry and went to the dining hall to get a slice of pizza. When I got to the register I tried to pay with a 20 dollar bill but the woman didn't have enough change and she was frustrated that I payed with a 20. I told her I'd go find some coins. I found many many "coins" but they were actually nails. There were big nails representing more money and small nails representing less. I picked up all I could carry in my arms and walked back to the register. My money turned into vegetables especially potatoes. They were huge potatoes.

I have a lot to do for the day and I'm just about to get out of the house when I get a call from my landlord. She is complaining about all of these things that I've done wrong and I don't understand her on the phone so I ask to meet her. She comes down with the neighbor and they are friendly but they start listing their complaints. One is that the house is not clean. The other I don't remember. Between their complaints they start talking about how they were doing drugs the night before. I say, "I'm sorry, but I have a busy day and I'd like to get this all done as soon as possible." They say okay and then tell me about the bed that I gave to them. It is damaged and they think it is my fault. I don't understand them at first. The wall in my room is falling down and it is because of the bed falling through. Many people are in my room and we are all arguing. The landlord's foul son is there, the man landlord is there, and Jul and Ore are there. I notice it's raining and rain is coming through the window. I close it but make a mistake in doing so. Immediately everyone gives me suggestions and then applaud me when I get it right. I get nasty and say sarcastically "Thanks everyone." Ore has a window open and a fan in the window blowing rain onto my bed. I say WTF?


I'm walking in a familiar scene. I've been there before in dreams. There is a river and mountains in the distance. I was bored with the landscape but then I thought that later I'll be climbing the mountains. I wanted to call my old friends Kyl. I couldn't find his phone number on my phone. I looked for him on facebook but he was not to be found. This dream sequence made me think of other dream sequences within my dream that had to do with Kyl.


I meet Kur my zen teacher in the bathroom of my work. I tell him something about my zen practice and he is happy and encouraging. It has to do with me and my fear of death. In my dream there is a sense that I will die soon. I think I have cancer. There are many people peeing in the bathroom. There are three urinals where usually there are two. There are some grapefruits on the ground right by the urinal and I'm concerned about my pee splashing out of the urinal and onto the grapefruits. I pee there anyway.

I was getting ready to take a trip. At night I stashed my luggage in an alley because I didn't have anywhere else to put it. The next morning all of the stuff that was in it was gone. The suitcase was zipped back up by the thief.

I was trying to call a co-worker (MB) to get some extra clothes. I was using his phone which was old and nearly dead. I wasn't getting through with him, finally finding out that he was away. Meanwhile, a middle aged woman was trying to hit on me at the bar. She was eating a strawberry.

Later, my girlfriend was walking down the street with a co-worker who is also the mayor of his town. They were going to New York or Atlantic City and asking me when they should leave. I said, "NOW." Then me and my girlfriend began holding hands in front of him and you could tell he was disappointing that she was taken but he didn't get angry at me. I remember thinking in the dream that she would think it an honor to date the mayor; who am I compared to him?

Commentary non-lucid

I was on vacation for the weekend and didn't have a great chance to work on my dreaming. I had one dream that was memorable that I will relate.

I went on a walk with my family. To my dismay, my dad brought along the family dog . While walking, it started shitting. It went several times in a large circle and made what looked like a mushroom fairy ring. The problem was that we didn't have anything to pick it up with. My dad was about to walk back to the apartment to get a plastic bag but I just wanted to get on with our walk. I walked into the street where there was a lot of trash. I thought there would be some bags available. There were but they were mostly dirty. I found one that was fairly clean and started cleaning the crap. Some punk rock looking people arrived and one of them who was pretty large started helping me put crap in my bag. He missed and the crap landed on my shirt and pants. I got pissed and started to argue with him. He was giggling that he did it and I wanted to start a fight. I put up my hands into fighting position and took on the form of many different fighters that I've seen including an old man fighting a young whippersnapper, a kung fu fighter, and some others. As this transformation was occurring, me and the guy started to lose our anger and it became fun. Other concerned people were descending upon us, about to break us up. I turned and reassured them with a song.... "It's just a faaaantasy, no need to woooory. It's just a faaaantasy...something something something." I don't know if this meant that I knew that I was dreaming or that I knew that we were just play fighting.

Later, I was in a house where a party was occurring. I don't recall much now, but I know that at one point my grandfather died. I felt bad because it was my fault. At that, he came back to life and then just disappeared. We were like, "he disappeared!"

Some people were trying to take a picture with me, but I didn't know who they were.

non-lucid commentary

Went to bed tonight with a strong voice saying I'd be lucid

1AM
Woke up. Had in my mind a list of things that I had to do. It was like I was trying to remember in my dream that I was supposed to do reality checks in my dream. It wasn't quite a dream though. It was more of a fixed idea that was posted onto my mind's eye

2:45 AM
Went to my old house in SP. It also had the feel of a place I work at. Two people that I'm familiar with were there. I considered staying and watching t.v. in the living room. Eventually I went to bed. My family was there in the morning. I woke up late. There were feet of snow on the ground surprisingly.

Later I was in N.B. It was like a party atmosphere. A mixture between New Brunswick, Seaside, and some market. The bars were advertising specials. A guy told me to give him my bike in a joking way. Everyone was friendly. I wanted to see my friend MC again. In the dream there was a schedule that I was supposed to follow. It was a sleep schedule. There was only a small time frame devoted to REM sleep which disappointing me.

5:55 AM
I'm at the library watching t.v. when JL's band starts performing which surprises me because I was at the show that is being televised. The t.v. disappears and I am at the show. The band is really stoned. They are smoking bowls out of their mic stands.

A girl from work is in bed with another girl. They are getting high.

I see some dough in the refrigerator and I want to make some myself.

6:45 Am

A guy from my work breaks his arm and comes in to my office. I tell him to sit down but down put the chair beneath his butt and he falls down. The bone is sticking out of his arm. I try to call 911 but I can't figure out how to work my phone and I keep ending up calling the wrong person. I keep calling 811 instead. Trying to call 911 in a dream but not getting through is definitely another dream sign and it appears later as well.

Later I am walking down George Street. I am at a crosswalk when I witness a girl ride her bike thoughtlessly into the street and get hit by a van. I go to help her. The van doesn't leave immediately but still nobody comes out. The crash causes traffic but nobody else is coming out to help. Nobody on the street at starbucks is coming to help either. It is just me. The people in traffic are beeping. I wait with her and try to calm her. I want to move her from the road but she can't move. I assume that somebody is calling 911 but we wait for a while and nobody comes. Finally, some of her friends arrive to comfort her and to help with her recovery. I try to call 911. I get through but the male operator doesn't believe my story. By the way, the girl is beautiful. I demand to speak to another operator. It is a woman. She doesn't believe me either. I go to some other friend and tell her to call 911 because they don't believe me. As she's calling, we're holding each other. The operator believes this girl. Afterwards, I go to starbucks.