dream fragment

I was in New York with Jefferee. I can't remember anything about it, except monstrously high buildings and that we were staying in a fancy hotel.

Next I was at a McDonald's and the bathroom was in a glass room at the front of the store, so that people had to walk through to come in. I really had to poop so I went in and did so, but as I did Sean walked in and was like "Oh! Hi there!" which made me extremely uncomfortable at first and then I didn't care. I finished up and returned back inside where Joey gave me some tickets to a local band. I asked if they were good and he shook his head viciously yes.

We went through another door in the back and were in a supermarket. I don't remember anything about that.

The next dream I remember is me being at a marina. Something happened prior to this, but I can't recall it. I ended up needing to walk across these boats with wooden crates attached to them. They were very hard to navigate. A woman was there with her dog, and the dog began to act up, trying to bite at the ropes or dive underwater. He was very large, the size of a Great Dane but the coat and structure of a Golden Retriever. Eventually I took the reigns and it plunged me underwater.

The water was warm and murky but I could open my eyes and see a limited amount. I hit the bottom very fast, which gave me the impression that it wasn't very deep. I heard a thumping like something running and was very afraid. I was trying to escape but I refused to leave the dog. No matter how much I yanked on his chain though, he was very interested in something just out of sight and wouldn't move. Went I went to investigate, there was a cage with writhing, giant worms, and they were going berserk, slamming off the edges and such. I looked down and there were smaller ones in the mud. I ran managed to get the dog to come with me and made it back onto the flotilla of boats and crates. I wasn't wearing a shirt. I saw the bloodworms, as I dubbed them, writhing in and out of my flesh. They didn't leave any marks, but they'd very quickly come out, make a U and then plunge back in. If you've seen the Princess Mononoke, you get the idea.

I totally freaked out and tried to tear them out, but I couldn't. I started saying "I have a bloodworm infestation man, I can't deal with this, I can't deal with this dude" and the woman who owned the dog told me to lie down. I did and she used a needle to stab them when they'd come out and remove them. She said they were like a something, that they had millions of eggs left inside of me but they'd never hatch without parents.

I thought to myself, "Great, now I have more holes in my aura and I'll lose energy even faster" before I woke up.

Fragments for the first dream. I was on the phone with my friend Chason for the majority of the dream. Every time I would try to go, he would keep me there. It felt like the conversation lasted hours. My mom was on the computer. I finally hung up on him and felt very peaceful.

Next I was downstairs when I noticed a lot of police activity outside. I went to the window and saw they were all going to the house next door. There was a single female cop standing outside. There were some dogs from a K9 unit around.

I answered my door and there was one of my neighbor's and a cop. I knew him from town. I can't remember what he explained to me, except it was something about drugs, and then he asked if he could look around my house. I said "I'm sorry, officer. I know you're just doing your job, but I don't consent to searches unless you have a warrant." He said okay, a little disappointed.

He said, "Well we've just been hit can you give us your fingerprints with this kit?"

I replied, "No officer, not unless required by law. He's my neighbor and I've been in his house. I could have accidentally touched something incriminating." He smiled very broadly and so did I, as if this was incredibly funny, then he left.

I went to my neighbor's house. When the mother opened the door, she looked very old and sick. She asked me something and then closed the door, which was actually a very large shower curtain, and I saw her kids go upstairs looking tired. I began explaining to her as she shut the curtain how to deal with the police, what her rights were and weren't. She was like "You be my kid now?" because apparently people in my dreams lack basic English skills. She was very happy. I told her a few things she should do as she went to her car. An old man wheeled towards her, complaining about it. My mom also complained that I had told her how to keep herself safe from police inquiry. I think this is all related to my disgust of people decrying the London riots.

August 7th, 2011

I have a hard time remembering things from tonight. Things seem a little vague, although I did have four distinct dreams. My sense of time sometimes gets messed up as far as when certain dreams took place. I think first I was home, and my aunt and cousin were here (again). My mom brought home chicken that she was cooking legs that she was cooking on huge racks hidden underneath the kitchen counter. She was eating one and I noticed it had an interesting color. Some of the meat was purple. I said to her "Mom, that meat is still pink" and she said "What? No it isn't." She looked directly at it and kept eating. Feeling grossed out, I went upstairs to see my computer screen at an awkward angle. It said "You've successfully called google" which was confusing. That was the equivalent of a skype call, but I hadn't been on my computer. I walked out and hear Chason say from my speakers "Oh! Sloan's not wearing any pants!" and it was quite true. I was in my underwear, but it wasn't the archetypal dream where I was horribly embarrassed because of it, I was actually somewhat proud of it because he admired my body. I moved my screen and saw my friends all at someone else's house, and for whatever reason, they all began to take their clothes off. I crossed my legs awkwardly to avoid it being apparent that I was somewhat excited at the sight of some of my attractive friends in less than what would be considered appropriate attire for company. I moved away after the clothes came back on, and tried to eat some of the chicken from downstairs. It was okay, and I ate around the undercooked parts, but I just wasn't hungry. My mom stormed in unexpectedly and took all of the uneaten legs.
Next I remember being at a house with Roberta, who I have only met once on Samhain. She introduced me as a member of her coven, which I guess is true. Something happened and I ended up near a car with two other guys looking for someone. It was a misty morning, but it wasn't raining. The grass was just wet and the air had that very velvety wet feel to it. The house sat perched halfway off of a steep hill, not so steep that one would die if they fell, but it would certainly take you for a tumble. Nothing else about the dream is clear, or it may have ended there.
Then I was in the woods, the cross country trails behind the school to be exact, and was sprinting around off the beaten path. I can't remember if I was going somewhere or just being a ninja. I realized shortly before I finished this that it was still tick season and I was likely crawling with them. I went to a nearby pond that was pretty shallow and swam around in it, trying to get the ticks off. I looked back and saw six or seven big ones floating where they had come from my body. Thoroughly grossed out, I got out of the pond.
This next part is connected but separate. I went to Sean's house. He was very highly strung for some reason, almost a stereotypical vampire, ironically. I said "I don't mean this sexually, but can you check my scalp for ticks?" (I very much enjoy having my scalp and hair touched.) He didn't say anything, but pulled me over to him and whipped me around. He started to run his fingers through my hair and kiss my neck, and while I wasn't complaining, I had a fleeting memory of his boyfriend and what kind of drama this would cause if it didn't stop. As if by reading my mind, he stopped and whipped me around, but seemed irritated. This almost seems like passive dream-control I may have been exerting in my attempt to get lucid before bed. He said "This is going to hurt" and made an L shape with his right hand. He slammed it against the right side of my face, then the left side, and then the middle. I was afraid he was going to break my nose, but it only registered as a light slap. I was watching from a third person perspective. When I was back watching things from my own body, I went around his house, but I wasn't doing anything meaningful. Memories of exactly what are faint as this was close to my awakening. I was getting increasingly irritated with things he saying that were so holier-than-thou I was shocked, it wasn't like him. I finally woke up.

I was in my own home, but it was quite larger than it actually is. David was over for some reason and we were on my computer upstairs. A large black man who seemed extremely dull and slow of wit was waddling around doing chores. He was morbidly obese. David went downstairs to play video games. I didn't want to tear his throat out and we were actually talking, so that was my first clue to do a reality check, though I didn't.. I went on Newgrounds, which was a small computer program encasing a forum. There was political stuff there, one tab beginning with an I that meant extremism. There were only three posts there, one called "Hey" and another said "another real teachers?" The computer was in this huge auditorium. I went to the living room, which was dimly lit and I got the impression someone else was watching us. David and I played Oblivion, with his character a modded Scamp that could use a sword, and me using a two-handed claymore. I asked what combat mod he was using, and he said something akin to "the green path" or something. I got him on the stairs which gave me the advantage, and I broke his sword, then decapitated him. Satisfied with my victory, I left. When I got upstairs I went into my mom's room and the black man waddled in with a huge armload of laundry. He put it down and began folding it to put it away. I said "Man, when I heard you coming...I thought you were coming to beat my ass." I have no idea why I said it. He smiled and said "I'm a lot stronger than him (David)" and I felt extremely stupid. I thought that he must have thought I was some annoying, naive, innocent little kid. When I caught a glimpse of myself smiling in a mirror, I just felt more dumb. I went into my room and woke up.
Trying to LD a half hour after, I had a dream I was at the ice cream shop with Maddison and some friends. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. A black cop with a mustache asked about some officers, and we thought was talking to us, but he was talking to another cop. I felt a little anxious about that because I really don't like cops. I talked with someone while Maddison had an animated conversation with Will behind Pierces after.