JonBingus

I was in a penthouse, and I had long and sensuous sex with Chris' mom.

That was basically it. Hahahahaha.

Pretty straight forward, Chris and I were at a street festival for mulitple nights and continually ran into these two beautiful girls. I was very interested in hooking up with one of them but she was more of a seductress than interested.

This is a nightmare that is really just an extremely complex dream. It all began at Tommy's house. We were hanging out in his kitchen when Tracy said to come check something out that they wanted me to see. Next to the breadbox was a picture of a little kid in a frame.

Tracy walked up to it and said, "Hey, how are you doing today?"
It responded. Not with clear words at first, but with the slightest mumbling, as if the noise came not from a speaker built into the frame but from the child himself, weak due to his tiny size and having to speak through the glass. We took the picture out of the frame and he started talking, his body animated like a Harry Potter painting. The photo was clearly not printed on paper but was in some old 90s media card. Tracy took the media card from the frame and inserted it into a 90s black PDA. It had a camera and an LCD screen and the kid popped up on that. It was not a normal program however, it made no sense. Sometimes it looked like me as a kid, sometimes it would be someone else.

Later on my momand I were talking to him when suddenly the image changed. The child was now a baby. The baby was walking with a cane in a church, extremely slowly. The church was full of old people, and there was something extremely off about them. Suddenly as the boy walked up to a new pew there was a man with his organs spilling out, and the people in the church all looked up right at us and stared. My mom burned the thing immediately. We feared for a long time if we had released this kid into the world not to haunt us, but slowly Tom and I debunked it and figured out the technology behind it. By the end it was no longer a nightmare, but a study in self treachery.

This dream was really something else.

It all begins at a house party. I've come with my friend Wil, but in the middle of the thing we got split off. I met these other dudes who were having a great time partying and I did something that gained me serious respect from them, what it is I cannot recall. At the party I met these two girls. The were clearly Nesbitt and Madison, but they acted like strangers. I realized that I was in some school of sorts, for mechanical engineering or the like. I went to a class in a shack on the hill, and all the dudes from the party were there. I was with Nesbitt and wanted to keep hitting on her so we sat together, and my new friend from the party, who was like Wil combined with a rednek bro, he sat at the table next to us. We started signalling that we just wanted to party, so I began figuring out how to drink in there instead of payaing attention to the lesson. Eventually the teacher left and we went into the city down the hill and got a bunch of beer, then went back up to the cabin. We started drinking and singing and being fools.

Skip forward several days and we've become regulars at this. The ditch next to the cabin is littered with beer cans and the like and the girls always come with us. One night I go up there alone, and I find a godlike figure training his powers for some reason. This distracts me and I miss out on meeting up with the kids. I returned the next night and nobody was there. I went into the cabin and became extremely present, really analyzing the place. Small room with a sink, candle or gas lamps for lighting. There was a little staircase/ladder that lead up, and at the top there was just a tiny sleeping bag and a bedside table. I wondered how many kids had snuck off to this place and made love right there.

As I descended the mountain I realized how much I missed my friends. I saw Madison walking along the bottom of the hill, and I wanted to call out to her but it didn't feel right. I let her

The last night. I'm wandering the city alone, when I hear a distressed voice. Madison is with her girlfriends who are all dressed up. She's in a black dress with Mascara running down her cheeks, and is expressing sadness over a boy who left her. "Why did he do that? Am I too ugly? I thought he liked me."
I walked right up to her, locking eyes as I did so and kissed her. Everything melted away and this moment stretched on for a long time, seemingly in all different places as if a montage of the next few months of our love.

I'm in the cabin again. I'm with Nesbitt and the guys, and I realize the lesson is the same. Everything is the same. I understand that there is nothing else but this cabin and this hill and this town. This is not reality. I try to stand on my desk, defying the laws of this space. I'm met with a celing, soft and make of the literal fabric of spacetime.

I get angry. I get real mad. I tell Lily I'm done living in this universe. I grab a handful of the stuff in each hand, and arms raised above my head I just start ripping. Layer after layer after layer, they could go on forever but so can I. My head slowly moves up more and more, no longer hunched over but nearly fully standing up on the desk as the layers rip away. I can hear birds, something I realize do not exist here on this hill. I can see a faint shade of blue trickling through the material.

In one final tear and raging push with my head, I break through. I broke through. It's beautiful. The sky is a wildly vivid shade of blue, the trees impossibly green. Birds fly, children laugh and smells of the city are wafting by. This is reality. I walk down the road to a corner store and look at the TV in the display. It's an ad for some snack food, and it's the first thing I've seen that wasn't about that damn closed in universe. My eyes gaze past it, glancing up from my current position, and suddenly I see it. A wave of nervous and curious energy crashes over me. There, down the long road I'm on is the hill. It's different now, lined with bushes and with a paved path going up, and the cabin is in better repair. I go up.

In the cabin I find friends from previous dreams. Patrick Stewart is there, getting a tattoo on his body from R2D2, who is programming a set of computer chips in the Patriks shoulder with conductive ink so he may be smarter. The men up here give me lectures on the past, and reality, and tattoos, and then all of a sudden I am gone.

I'm in my bed sleeping, but I'm very tired of this dream. I want it to end, so I think that i'll just go set my alarm off manually and wake up.
My alarm goes off and I wake up. 10:00.


Weird.

Pretty simple dream. I was at a restaurant with some friends of mine when Drake showed up. He was just hanging at first but then DK Khaled came and they started bumping tracks, eventually making some new ones from scratch with a record player. We were all dancing on the tables and chilling, but then for some damn reason I left, and when I got outside I realized that there were hundreds of people waiting outside to see him. I wanted to go back in and freestyle with him but I knew that wasn't happening so I just went away. Eventually, I ended up with his sister in a basement, being hunted by a classic bedsheet girl. I actually just lay down and closed my eyes and allowed it to attack her on top of me but by releasing the fear of it there it disappeared. We went around a corner and there was a short staircase into a comfy looking kitchen and it was daytime, a light was coming in through the windows. I knew that a new boogyman wouldn't scare me at all so I said to her her "The house is reading our mind, it will figure out the only way to scare us in these last few seconds before we get out the door." I turned around to her and she was fully possessed, face contorting and then she bolted at me. I woke up.

Touché, brain.

Pretty simple dream. I was at a restaurant with some friends of mine when Drake showed up. He was just hanging at first but then DK Khaled came and they started bumping tracks, eventually making some new ones from scratch with a record player. We were all dancing on the tables and chilling, but then for some damn reason I left, and when I got outside I realized that there were hundreds of people waiting outside to see him. I wanted to go back in and freestyle with him but I knew that wasn't happening so I just went away. Eventually, I ended up with his sister in a basement, being hunted by a classic bedsheet girl. I actually just lay down and closed my eyes and allowed it to attack her on top of me but by releasing the fear of it there it disappeared. We went around a corner and there was a short staircase into a comfy looking kitchen and it was daytime, a light was coming in through the windows. I knew that a new boogyman wouldn't scare me at all so I said to her her "The house is reading our mind, it will figure out the only way to scare us in these last few seconds before we get out the door." I turned around to her and she was fully possessed, face contorting and then she bolted at me. I woke up.

Touché, brain.

Chris and I moved to china. There was this neighborhoodof new homes that we just appeared in after being at the hunt camp, and there were mostly women in the neighborhood. We went on some sort of tour led by a guy we didn't know who was showing us some new products on the market, I think invented by the people in the neighborhood. One of them was a double sided sex toy that was different sizes to accomodate different sized partners, and the other invention was a car that ran without gasoline, and everyone was excited about the toy haha.

My dream was long and varied, but the one thing I'd love to talk about was a videogame that I created last night. The game was an RTS that was based entirely around drawing lines into the ground. The game starts just like any RTS with a home area with some resources, and the first thing you do is trance a line around an area of resources that will immediately sprout castle walls once you complete the line to itself. An auto algorithm puts the front door, parapets and windows in, and makes a cool castle based on your shape. Then the building spawns workers that work the resource inside. If you trace lines around the castle, it makes walls. Soon after doing this there are enough resources to start buying units. They will emerge from the first castle (you can keep making them) and there are many classes of them. You control them by right clicking instead of left clicking, which draws lines of command instead of building. The lines control their paths and behavior and are very subtle yet complex.

Then you fight the other guy.

Gone to the wind

I was at a film festival as a VIP. It mirrored my time at TIFF pretty well and I met a lot of the same people. I did a lot of networking and saw some strange things. In the end I met some people who asked me about it and I lied about how grand the VIP lounge was for like 15 minutes before hanging out with a random blonde and talking about the presidents of the united states and stuff like that. I was so present and thoughtful in that moment but not lucid.