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    1. overcame my fear of flying/Dream guide?

      by , 01-18-2014 at 06:06 PM
      I wanted to meet the devil again. I scrolled down to his lair and asked his minion for permission. I told him that he should know me by now. As i waited, I swing on ropes the whole time catching crazy air. He took too long and was probably busy so I decided to leave to outer space.

      I wanted to visit a planet far far away, so i did. I pretty much scrolled through a replica of planets. I chose some earth-like planet and wanted to meet the species on it. I tried inventing what they would look like (had a character from sesame street on mind crossed with character from Wild Things) but my representation was tainted by Earth, because all i saw were bears. I saw a parking lot that looked no different from earth.

      I decided to overcome my fear of flying. I started out hovering and had trouble getting any higher. I let things happen naturally and went up slowly but surely. I was getting slightly anxious, but reminded myself that i wouldn't get hurt. I was up in the clouds and proud of myself for getting this far. The only thing I didn't do was look down, which i'm not sure if i'm proud of or not.

      I tried to find my dream guide. at first i went into my home garage and there was a black lady there. I asked if she was my dream guide and she said that she will be my counselor. I told her that I do not need a counselor, but a dream guide. After calling me schizo and crazy, i left and realized that she wasn't for me. I tried elsewhere. There was an ugly dude with a conehead and a cut up face who claimed to be my dream guide. I was shallow and hesitant because I was being superficial and thought my dream guide would be more beautiful. I still am not sure if they are. Anyway, i got over my fear of flying and decided to do the complete opposite.......meditate at the bottom of the ocean. I could feel the though make my physical body quiver, but i did it anyway. I closed my eyes with my "dream guide" at the dark bottom of the ocean and within seconds, some massive animal bumps into me and flings me. I do not break my zone and keep meditating. it happens again. I do not break. this happened for a few seconds and i guess i figured i had enough, so it stopped.

      I was in my apartment and there were numbers on the fridge. i was going to arrange them to make todays date, but i didn't. there was a NAKED in the fridge that i wanted but for some reason i grabbed some nasty orange liquid instead by accident. i said fuck it. there was a tiger running loose and i tried to jump on the countertop before it partially grabbed my foot. it did no harm.
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    2. Aimed for hell, received the wonders of space clouds

      by , 01-07-2014 at 08:43 PM
      working randomly here.

      I started on the concrete dancing on the blacktop. i wanted to go below the ground to go to hell to meet the devil to have a "supernatural" experience and to rid myself of fear among other things. I craved for a hint of something demonic. I elbow dropped the black top and landed hard on the pavement. i tried again where there was red cajun sprinkled on the ground which to me was a portal to hell. i elbow dropped it again and fell through into the blackness. I used my arms to propel myself lower and lower and LOWER beyond the depths of hell. There was nothing but blackness for a minute. Soon enough, i was falling from space. The direction seemed to be pulling me towards earth, but i was in the earths atmosphere floating through the dancing clouds while beautiful classical music was being played. i contained my fear of free falling the whole time while i was suspended in the air on a chair. I just let the scene play and let it takes its course until roommates woke me up.

      BACKTRACK

      Some girl was trying to comfort a guy who seemed stressed. He was saying how she didn't feel his pain and complaining. Another guy told me that he was a war veteran. I approached the heavy set stressed bald dude and put a hand on his shoulder and said, "i don't feel your pain or know what you've been through, but I wish you the best my man". He gave me a head nod in acknowledgment and he gave me a one armed hug. I used a two arm hug and almost squeezed the tears out of him. He pulled out his wallet and i was like, "whoa....no money needed for empathy man". And he shook his head and said, "no, here is my card.....call me". After walking outside, one of my friends (Darryl) asked for the number on the card and i refused to give it to him...probably because i felt that he wasn't "worthy" or whatever and that he specifically gave it to me for a reason, but I wish i had at least looked at the piece of paper to see what was on it, but I didn't.

      BACKTRACK

      I was in third person and watching the top of a tower on a (cartoon?) TV channel. I think the label said CBS and had the tag of a song (Bizzy Bone). The view scrolled from the top of the tower to the bottom quickly and it felt like an uncomfortable wild rollercoaster ride. This happened on two different towers.

      FAST FORWARD (HORROR MOVIE)

      I AP'ed out of my bed and decided to explore my room. Roommate wasn't there, and the apartment was completely different. I laid back down in bed paralyzed and a pitbull was at my feet and the owner called him back. This was one of the many times when i was paralyzed in bed during this one session. I felt evil spirits around me but i warded them away with my courage. After that, I decided that I was a bad ass and even more evil than them telling them that they couldn't fuck with me. There was still nothing but blackness. Then "horror" words began popping up one by one...."EVIL" "HORROR" were the only ones i can remember. Then a movie came on the screen in third person. It started in some underground place and a few people were there. This is all i can remember.

      I was lucid the WHOLE time and kept looking down at my hands to perform RC's and my pinky and ring finger were only stumps. I told Makyla to look at my freaky fingers.
    3. Poverty parkour with Skeletons

      by , 11-02-2013 at 05:44 PM
      Third-person P.O.V shows a kid about 8 or 9 who is in some ghetto place of Africa. There are several floors laid with loose old bricks. The kid does crazy and dangerous life-threatening stunts. He says he does these stunts because he pretty much has nothing to live for. After he says that, the view ascends up the brick landscape slowly. As it gets onto the higher levels, a series of miniature skeletons appear on the rugged and dirty brick floor. As we ascend, the skeletons get much smaller. These are the skeletons of impoverished human beings. I now understood why the kid never cared if he lost his life doing those crazy stunts. I felt an overwhelming sense of sympathy and felt sorry for the kid.
    4. Nutritional Menage

      by , 11-02-2013 at 05:20 PM
      i am in bed with a very heavyset woman. She is on top of me and is kissing me with slightly stinky breath. Her much slimmer but thick sister is in the kitchen behind the counter watching us. My attempt to make her jealous works and she comes to the edge of the bed. i take her hand and gently pull her towards the bed to invite her. She stands on the bed and tells her sister to, "get her fat ass away" or something of that nature. I take her body in my arms and feel her silk robe. I put her on her back while some creepy music plays on the radio which makes me kind of uneasy, but it eventually gets a little less creepy and more sensual. i moan and give a "mmmmmm" sound and i pick her up and feel the lightness of her body ripe for domination. She rides me for a second only, and literally twists my dick. As she exited, i see my penis is unshapely. I try to crack it back in place.....and it cracks but never goes back in place. I say whatever and try to continue. Something happens and she leaves the room in a rage and locks me in it. I turn around and look on the wall to see the nutritional facts of myself on a poster. I realize i am in a holding cell and I am not the only person they have done this to....I am probably being sold to cannibals. This leads me to my next dream.
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