JonBingus

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.

The beginnings of this dream are quite simple. I was at the T house and many of my friends were there. Kira from grade 8 and Justin May but showed up, what a strange group it was. After hanging for a while the season changed to winter, so we all started skiing. I am at the front of the group ripping it down Holimont. This is one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had. Justin May is bragging about how good a a skiier he is and how these are not the alps. I can feel that my skiis need a waxing, and the hills are properly contoured causing me to have an uneven ride. I see some kids doing pizza skis down the hill and wipe out while watching them. My friends all rip on me for falling and continue on. I fall again later and lose them, so I just have fun on my own on the hill. This is the first time in my life I've skied without the boots hurting my feet, and I didn't even become lucid enough to enjoy it. At the bottom of the hill I was with Aidan and some guy I don't know and we tried to fit on a chairlift that was way too small for two to sit even though it had three seats. I sat in the chair behind and we headed up.

Suddenly I'm driving the Steam Machine. I arrive at a small cafe and get out to read a book. The book is the Millionaire Fastlane, but it is printed in a Malcolm Gladwell book cover. I am reading it in peace on this little patio in the rain, when suddenly Tai Lopez is there. This is now the strongest detail I can recall since the dream I had about the skatepark. People are coming up to Tai every 2 minutes and asking him about advice, telling him how much they love him. I just sit there and read my book, knowing there's no point in talking to him as he'll just give a default answer or a 'thank you'. Some rich kid comes up and puts his arms all over my chair to look casual and starts talking to Tai about being rich and having nice clothes. Tai is courteous but doesn't give a shit, and then everyone leaves. I'm enjoying the rain, the pitter patter, and the book which I cannot read but can derive meaning from.

"That's a great book."

I look up and Tai is still chilling. I smile and say it surely is. I say how much I love the title, it's so smart to call it something like that and he laughs. We have some more little smalltalk before he asks me if I have any questions for him. I say not really, he speaks quite a lot and now is the time to relax. After that though I do ask him how he manages sleep. I say that he must only get 5 hours, and he says that you simply manage, once you're in it you're in it and you won't die. Try to grab naps if you can and if you can't just work anyway. Now he can get as much sleep as he wants every day, because of that small sacrifice in the beginning.

We chatted about some more things, and then at the end of the day we both got on a bus into the city. I realized after a few blocks that I left the Steam Machine at the cafe, and had to get off. I walked off into the rain alone, reflecting on my time with Tai. Somewhere lost in the grey fog of the afternoon showers I refound my consciousness.

I was a director for the night, and every time I woke and went back to sleep the shoot moved forward a day. There were a total of 3 shooting days, and the production was pretty cool although I can't remember exactly what is was. It was a few friends of mine and a really cute stranger as actors.

Like many dreams before, it begins in a school assembly. I must be young again. The principal has opened up containers all around us, and small baby birds come pouring out. I get one of my own, and become determined to gie him a tiny little home of dirt and trees. I spend a long time looking for the right container for all this, and in the end I cannot. I leave my little bird in a makeshift box and go return to the assembly, where I find all the kids. Many have paired off into couples by now, and when the assembly ends I am invited to a party. It is a small affair, a few people at a long table having fun and drinking.

Then things get interesting. I hear an attack coming from outside, so myself and Jordan J get in the mini and rip it downtown. I find that the roads are long and winding, full of intense angles that allow us to rip some sick air. In our journey we see that there is a massive battle up ahead. I eject from the vehicle and go flying into the fray, and in this action I come upon the stone. It is purple and glowing, full of power. There are people in this world who have super powers and I know that I am not one, so the only use for it I have is to physically destroy it piece by piece, and throw the pieces at people, which would explode like tiny nuclear bombs. One man with the strength and size of a demon came after us, and I dropped a massive chunk, which he picked up. I then smacked him in the face with a pebble and he got angry, squeezing the massive chunk and causing a considerable purple explosion, with a lot of light emanating from it. That last one wiped most of them out, and then a guy with low-level super speed grabbed my arm. I told him to absorb power from the stone, and he immediately gained 10X the speed he had and we went flying off to the peaceful place again.

I am now a fish, swimming around a school beneath a docked boat. There are many fish here and some are predatory, and a few times I almost get eaten despite being the largest prey. I back out from the experience and watch an action replay of the close call with some friends. We are travelling on a plane over the ocean, and have the ability to turn into fish while we travel to make the trip more exciting. At first I become an extremely fast tuna, but then I ask them if I can simply become a jellyfish, floating through the ocean. That would be nice for a few hours. It does not happen however.

The end of my dream takes place with my brother. I go to his place of work, which is a bottling factory. He works one of the most important roles, and has his own car, and he's only 17 in this dream. His station is a giant ivory staircase off to the side of the production line. At the top of the stairs is a pile of boxes containing metal mugs, and next to the top platform is a big grey pillar that has a little elevator down the side and a spigot at the top. His job is to fill the metal mugs with milks or something from the spigot, and send them down the pillar to the production floor for packaging. He lectures me on how he's worked so hard to get where he is, how he only makes $14 an hour but that is a lot for someone his age and is because he's distinguished himself. He tells me how Devon, who works down on the line also makes $14, but he is a man, and should not be proud of that. Devon holds up the production line every day and is one of the reasons the production runs take 12 hours instead of 8, and he doesn't even know it, but John can see it all from his ivory stairs way up on high.

Suddenly an alarm goes off, and John tells me this is because the foreman has been locked out of his office, something John has secretly been doing for a long time now. This time is the last though, and the foreman will finally be fired.

My father suddenly narrates us this info; "Even now, years and years after he had come to be in charge of this line, he admitted that he never really bothered to find out how any of it works."

He didn't even know how his own production line worked.

Suddenly I am in his house, his children eating dinner with aunts and uncles. They are in an uproar, his eldest besmirching his name. "He is a worthless man, this is why I should just be named head of the family and have it over with." The son is a big pasty fellow with curly ginger locks and a Scottish kilt on. He rants some more, and I snap back to the production line.

Up at the ivory peak, no longer do I see my brother, but a group has taken his place. John travolta is here. Catherine Deneuve is there as well. My father asks me if I recognize this scene I see, and I say it is Grease, though I know that to be wrong. The sun begins to rise over the tower.

I awake.


Dream signs
Fish
Power and explosions
super powers
John
Devon
Dad

I was downown with John when suddenly I had a new car. It was a GTR or something, and I asked John how it was compares to when he drove a Lamborghini Gallardo in high school (obviously he never did). He said the lambo sucked. Later fragment, I'm coasting through the air downtown and end up at a pavilion. It's full of invading cyborg gorilla men, and I just simply let them do their thing.

It begins in a house that is not my own. A friend an I have snuck in, and have no way escape. We jump out of a window into a courtyard, and quickly the woman who owns this property arrives with her dog. I run to the entrance of the house at the front of the courtyard and lie down next to it.I am wearing bright yellow fluorescent colouring and this will simply not do. She sees me, and freaks out. I pretend to be asleep, as if she will think I am simply lost and stumble d here alone. My friend runs away.

She forgts about me and I walk into the house next door. To my surprise, Melanie and her parents are there. I start talking to them, and then enter the closest thing to a lucid moment. I begin my new habit of staring deeply into a girls eyes the entire time we speak. She is noticeable affected by this, and there is a moment of total clarity, me staring at her up and down, drinking in the exact way she looks. Her freckles are more prominent than normal. Her eyes a dark green, beyond normality.

I am suddenly transported to my house. The guys are smoking weed in the living room and there is a knowck on the door. It is a chinese man, apparantly my landlord's husband. He comes in to arrest us for this violation, but I point out a strange wood stove in the front hall that is seemingly the cause of all the smoke. He allows this, and by the end of the converstion he and her are smoking weed with us.

I am transported again. I am in a small garden on an island only 50 feet off the shore of a city. In the middle of the garden is a great energy, a writhing black force that comes out in tentacles, like a curse from a miyazaki film. I speak to it, and it speaks back in the gentle and calm voice of an ancient female entity. The time has come to shake the earth again, perform a hard reset, and this one is going to be more fantastic than any other. I go to the shore to prepare for this. I find two of my friends, one of which is a regular guy, the other a seemingly normal man that I know is actually a timeless magician, who has grown tired of his identity and simply blends in with the world around him.

Suddenly I say "There is going to be an explosion."

Somewhere off the coast, the black spirit expands in an instant, nuking the earth. We stand behind a house, and the shockwave comes full force around the structure but does not manage to move the house itself. We are safe from the initial blast, but the fallout has left everything electrically charged. My friend reaches up to touch this energy, and it jolts him hard, changing his body chemistry. This is magical energy, powerful stuff. He becomes bloated, yellow and black, and begins manipulating. I make contact, and my perception of all around me sharpens, as I no longer see from my body but from cinematic angles all around us. The third man, the old one, opens his arms to the energy, and before my eyes small beings begin to walk off of him. There is a beautiful small red headed girl, a gnome, and many creatures that look this time like the small, good hearted creatures of Miyazaki's films. He tells me that he is not a man, but a magical being who has now been transformed into so much more. His body itself is indescribable, sometimes the same man, sometimes a massive twisting creature made of all colours and densities, staring into my eyes. He reverts to being a withered old man, now surrounded by the community of small beings that have multiplied off of his own, and together we stand, ready to face the new world.

I wake up.

Super in depth fantasy world, but no details come to mind.

I have no idea what the first 4 hours of this dream was, although it was certainly a great one. The end of this one was a surprise nightmare. I was at an old cottage on the irish coast, and I was with a woman who took me there for a dinner invite. The cottage was haunted, and the owners were terrified of it. There was an extreme wind ther from the coast, always blowing, and it forced the front door open and closed every 5 seconds. This door however was clearly being influenced by the paranormal and not any earthly force, so they would just slam and lock it as fast as they could. I didn't believe it so I stepped outside, and started saying the names of every ghost they feared. The wife said pretty matter of factly to me, "Well, that dog will definitely be out there now". I look to my right and a small ghost of a corgi is slowly fading into existence. It has glowing eyes and isn't all that scary. Then far and away through the dark fields of grass all around us I hear "Bad guy" whispered by a girl, then about 10 miles closer whispered again, then 10 feet away. Instand terror I feel.

I wake up.

Time to start the day!

I was living in this massive treehouse complex with simon, anna, and that new girl Janelle. Simon and I were both crushing on the girls pretty hard, and when I woke up in the middle of the night he was having sex with Janelle right against my bed. I was furious, and spent the whole dream occupied in a Jealous rage.

I woke up after that and went back to sleep.

The rest of it was so nice though, we were just all living happily in a treehouse hotel.

This dream was ridiculous. I can't remember a concrete plot, but basically I was just really busy the whole time, running this massive project. It's just a dream about what I am doing in life right now.

There were a few points when women showed up that were significantly more beautiful than normal, and I did not reality check.

Dream Signs
Girls
Impossible physics
Steam Machine

Too many to count. At one point I was fighting a boss. He used a booming voice, but I slayed him.

Fragments. Firstly, I was in a back yard. In the center of it was a big storage container. I was a little kid, and I ran and jumped over it. On the other side were the other people including my jumping nemesis. He was big and tall, and jumped it easily, making me look weak.

Second dream fragment. I am at the Brewery, although it is very different. It is a bigger open space and the bar in the middle is 360 degrees like the one at craft. I am back there for my first shift in years, and I am hanging out with the people there. I start reminiscing about a show that chris and I put on as kids here, and suddeny I was watching it unfold in front of me in live action.

Dream Sings:
Girls
Impossible Physics
Chris
Brewery

I was with my girlfriend on a train. We had come a long way to get here, from a different country. The train stopped, and I got out and swept her off her feet, carrying her out of the station and past hordes of couples who's girls would immediately feel less special. Classic. We sat down at a cafe table and some old friends arrived.

I was living in a big house. A giant one, full of teenagers. I was probably 16-17 again, and there were guys and girls everywhere. The place was run on a schedule like a summer camp but I wasn't really participating. The laws of this world were also governed more like a videogame. People had menus for their items, they had costumes and add ons, things you could get to float around you, etc... Some people were just a dinosaur or something like that, indicating high level I guess as a transformation like that was hard to come by. At one point I was talking to my buddy about golf on this big round patio next to the street, and I said to begin the process for a good old game. After that I noticed that chris, his asian friend, and Dylan Janes were scheming across the road on an identical patio. I went over and found out they wanted to steal some content and re sell it in a whole new console or something like that. While they were plotting this, a guy across the street (we were on a balcony) was like "Aye! The plan is in full forward!" He meant the golf game.

The game was not me and my buddies but myself and a gentleman in his 50s. We were trying to play but every time I swung the club bent because it was an incredibly shitty metal. Eventually we called the game off and I went to see Chris about his plan. In the plaza where those balconies were everyone was hanging out and music was playing. Right when the beat dropped I leaped in the air and glided over to the guys, just to look cool. At one point I started lucidly controlling the glide and was partially aware I must be dreaming but never took interest in reality checking. Dylan and the Asian were on on the balcony, and Chris suddenly showed up and handed a virtual box of items to the Asian kid. He had that Chris scheming look on his face, and Dylan started ranting about the money they would make.

I wanted to try this theft thing, but first I went to explore. I went to the guy's locker room and opened my items, seeing that I had basically nothing. I went out and around a corner and found a room with a fortune telling NPC. It was premium content and a list of real dollar costs came up in front of him as I approached. I walked out saying fuck that! I went past the guys changerooms and saw the entrance to the girls changerooms. A bunch of boys had tried sneaking in and were caught, so the girls had put tiny auto sentry turrents on the doors and had girls standing guard. The guys who did it came by and all the girls chased after them. I was determined to break in there, because I knew I was more skilled than those guys and this was the first challenge I'd seen. About 15 feet in front of the doors was a hole in the floor that had a little crawlspace in it. The crawlspace continued away from the doors under the floor for about 10 feet and opened up wider in the back part. I crawled in there, and then adjusted my position so I could see a tiny sliver of the doors but my body would be hidden. Some girls would look down there and I would ignore them, and then one chick said "I know what you're doing you asshole!" I replied "Yeah, trying to catch a fucking nap in here!" She blushed and went away. Eventually everyone was gone, probably for lunch. I take my tiny little low power laser and use it to blow up the little sentry turrets on the doors, and then a girl walks in slowly and enters. I float out of the hole and silently pursue her, and she goes right to the lockers. I try to open her inventory but she has nothing. When she opens her locker I open her inventory again, and I can see EVERYTHING in there. Hundreds of items, from regular clothing to full battle armor are in there, but I have no time to read them, I just start taking every single thing. There's obviously no weight limit so I just hold down the steal button and take the whole list, then silently creep out. I book it around the corner, past the fortune teller and into an empty room that has a hallway leading further away. I hide in a corner, and some high level people dressed as dwarves and T rexes are walking past me through the hallway. I open my inventory and accidentally equip everything. Holiday items, costumes, Armors, cloaks, huge graphic effects like floating moons and illuminati symbols fill the air and tiny little fireworks go off. I start taking it all off, but leave on two extremely high level charms that have floating hands on either side protecting me, and a cloak. I can't wear a disguise as the person who had the items will recognize them.

I get into the hall and see that in the local chat that person just said "I was just sneak thieved of 32m lol". Holy shit I just stole 32 million coins of items. Better return it all. I see the girl, who by the way is obviously being played by Ricky Gervais, and I throw my wallet on the ground. This removes all my items. Theres a big fuss about the stolen stuff, and everyone blames everyone else while secretly wishing they did it, this was clearly one of the most epic loots in history.

Eventually they figured out it was me, and ganged up on me. I ran for my wallet and like 20 people tried to take it from me. I started booming "Let me go or I will smite you." To the person who had a grip on the wallet and they quickly backed off. I admitted to stealing it all, them smirked and walked to Ricky Gervais and returned all the items in one click. I told him I had planned on returning it all, and I was going to do it by picking the fortune teller up and moving him into Rickys room. This would cause a massive panic because a core NPC would be missing, Ricky would go home to find it in his place and in its item storage would be all the stolen goods. But my plan was foiled.

After a good laugh I woke up.

Dream Signs
Girls
Flying
Chris
Stealing
Golf