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Old notes, most mean nothing to me over a week later. I do remember both of my deceased grandmothers, in a box (?). Then a scene in which Ben Affleck and Will Smith duked it out in a fist fight. They were bare-chested like professional boxers (no gloves though), and way more jacked up than the actors probably look in real life.

Other notes say "old Noah", and "dead empty service", but with a lack of context or memory these notes mean nothing to me now.

06/25/2015 - I AM EITHER LEGEND OR WILL SMITH

A convoy is driving by some buildings when the first car loses control and hits a wall. For some reason all the cars’ occupants get out. Apparently they already were where they wanted to be so it was all gravy. Or not. Why? Because we were in a goddamn Vampire Apocalypse. Yeah. Not Zombie. Think of “I Am Legend”. Soldiers are get this big Mucky Muck into the building and then in an elevator. They go all the way to the penthouse where there’s this super high tech and protected Panic Room of sorts. The Mucky Muck is there with his daughter, and he talks to a woman on the phone.

All of a suddenly, I get a call and I’m being guilted into protecting the Rich dude. Oh yeah, and I look like Will Smith (I think you can see that Celebrities are sort of a common theme in my dreams, I wonder if that’s a dream sign).

So I’m in the Panic Room with the Rich Guy, he’s all nervous and shit and I’m like this stoic bad ass, which is the funniest thing ever to me because irl I’d be shitting my pants non-stop. I think the Rich Guy needs me to retrieve something for him.

In the meantime we discover that Will Smith!Me is a lot older than I/he look(s), and that I’m actually the Rih Guy’s grand father. Apparently I was bitten by one of the vampires when I was a little boy, but it didn’t turn me. It did however slowed my aging process.

Right around here my alarm wakes me up.

I get up check my email, go to the bathroom, drink some water and then I head to bed again. (Mind you I wasn’t trying WBTB I just really needed to see if I’d gotten this email )

THE CAMP

My friends and I are in a gas station. I go into the convenience store to grab something to eat. Then we leave the car behind and start walking. So now more Vampire apocalypse. Zombies, apparently. I think the dream kind of shifted as we were walking, because I don’t remember being nervous in the convenience store.

So we’re in this old street in, I think Rio, lots of old torn down houses. We see this camp.It looks empty. I had a wall around it’s perimeter. We figure that’s a good place to rest. So we enter to check it out. When I’m looking into one of the tents, we’re suprised by people who were already living there.

They’re armed, but we outnumber them. I tell them there’s no need to fight and that we should maybe join forces. Strenght in numbers and all that. Their leader seems okay with the idea while the other people don’t.

I walk around the camp, some. Start a fire. Talk to one of my friend and that’s all I remember from this particular dream.

THE SPELLING BEE CHAMPS

I’m at work (a school) when my friend Alex shows up. I’m showing him the place, but apparently he’s already been here and he’s already know someone of my students. He stops by the library and hands a book to the librarian. The book actually belongs to one of my students.

Then we go to my classroom. I sit by my desk as I’m about to start talking with him, my students come in. They’re dressed in this weird uniform and they all seem very proud. Apparently, they just won a spelling bee.

The runner ups are also there, and they don’t seem upset that they’ve lost. Of course, being the great teacher I am, I proceed to make fun of the losers.

THE AGING PARTY GIRL

I’m at a park. The surrounds look a bit some, I don’t know Paris. At least, what I assume Paris looks like. There’s this Crazy Dude flying a stuffed squirrel like a kite (HOW DID I NOT KNOW THAT THIS WAS A DREAM!) he’s doing this because he gets a kick out of seeing Falcon’s get all confused and attack the flying stuffed squirrel. I see one of the falcons attacking it and I do laugh, so maybe I’m a tad crazy too. There are two guys with videocameras shooting the falcons attack, I think, for a reality show. Man, the French are weird.

I decide to leave I pass by a pretty girl who’s locking her car door. Her car is filled with junk. Her friend is awaiting for her up ahead. Also pretty. They are much younger than I am, though. Like maybe ten or fifteen years. On the corner I meet a friend (well, not a real life friend obviously, a dream friend). Actress SHANNYN SOSSAMON.

I can tell right away that, even though we are friends I’m in love with her. But she’s more interested in partying her life away. I can tell that she’s sad. There’s something bothering her. I ask her what it is. “I’m getting old.” She says, as the two younger girls approach us. We cross the street, I look at her face and I think about her silly she’s being. And then I tell her. “You’re way more beautiful today than when I met you twenty years ago.” She’s smiles, and takes my hand into hers.

As we’re about to enter a building I get a little bit bolder and I wrap my arm around her waist. She doesn’t complain. Now, we enter the building and this is where my brain, obviously fucks everything up. The Stairs are impossibly hard to go through. They’re very narrow, and the apartment’s door look like doggy doors. So obviously, I get stuck. And I wake up.

00:00 Thursday 2014-10-09

02:00 bedtime. EGADS MY BEDTIME IS BROKEN but I had to get some work investigations done.

Enough of this low recall, vague dream crap: I set strong bedtime intention despite late hour to remember dreams, have vivid dreams, wake up after dreams, and be lucid in dreams. Some awesome early vivid non-lucids, a hard-fought back to sleep victory, more vivid non-lucids, and got a TOTM DILD!

~ 08:00

I rolled over, realized I was awake, started thinking about recall but MAN my bladder is full and I'm lying right on top of it, I have to get up immediately to relieve it, trying to do recall while doing so before losing it. Got some more recall after lying back down to bed.

+(f) I'm Spock on Star Trek speaking with my clones, tearfully explaining that I'll sacrifice myself so that they may continue on (much more but forgot)

+ lying on the ground in a house, cutie (LW) walks by, I hope she'll get with me, she stops and sits down beside me, but someone else is there and nothing happens

+ we're trying to get the passenger jet airplane out of the building: there's no way it will fit through the door, but it morphs itself and collapses its wings as it moves through the doorway in order to fit, that's a pretty cool I think

+ I'm preparing for battle: I throw knives but mostly full sized swords at the wood wall, almost all of them stick in point first perfectly, I think about how many rotations they'll go through mid-air.

+ summary: flooded kitchen from bathroom above, run upstairs to investigate, Will Smith is naked in the bed, black girl "verifies his ID" by (kissing him?) a tiny Will Smith head in a pot chastises him and does a short rap rhythm.

I'm back in the kitchen (again?), this time I feel peeling wet plaster falling down on to me from the ceiling. I think I was in the kitchen before and felt drops of water, but now the ceiling is in really bad shape. I run out into the corridor and call to my friends that we must run upstairs to find the leak. Run upstairs, walking down a hallway with white walls, low lighting, I enter a bedroom to the right there is a little closet area and the path into the room sneaks around a corner, I think the guy who used to be in this room has moved out, leaving back in to the corridor I think I'd like to have this room because of the privacy, you can't see into the room directly from the corridor.

Back in the room again I notice someone lying in the bed: a black man, naked, I'm looking out the window it's fairly dark in the room and outside, I see we're on the 2nd or 3rd floor. The building across the way I see has a long pink thick/wide sturdy strap attached to the window also on the 2nd or 3rd floor, I think strangers use this to climb up into the rooms and squat there at night time. I see the same pink straps on this room's windows, the guy in bed must be also a squatter.

The guy in bed is Will Smith. He's now standing up next to me, facing a girl. There's a black girl there who will verify his ID, she (kisses him?) and is processing the information. While we're waiting for the result I notice that just beyond here is a bucket with several little tiny beings in it including a 1/4-sized Will Smith head, they are all performing the Men In Black post office beatbox:



At the end the girl approves Will Smith's ID, he was just standing there the whole time silent. His little mini-head in the bucket then tells him "Would it have KILLED you to start a CONVAAAHHSAASHUUUN!!??" (with the girl).

Long back to bed. Street noise, snoring wife, moving wife, I down count backwards doing relaxing breaths over and over again, sometimes from 20, sometimes from 10, freqently lose count, have lots of drowsiness to sink into, but my mind keeps staying active. Think about that slogan I saw on FB last night: "Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure." Decide that I'm on a wonderful back-to-sleep adventure that will be rewarded with awesome dreams. It is hard work to fall asleep under these conditions but I will do it, I will keep relaxing until eventually fall asleep. Dreamlets form but fade when I "look at" them, a number of them. Stop trying to look! Remain passive, notice without engaging, do NOT TRY to sleep, you can't force a dream, just keep relaxing.... And I WIN! Eventually sleep, have some vivid dreams, and get lucid and do TOTM.

11:00

+ summnary: trying to figure out what's going on with the shelves in this refrigerator, notice a strange tube, get lucid, do pumpkin TOTM (open a pumpkin and describe the contents).

I'm standing with my face in an open refrigerator. The top shelf is not arranged properly, it's falling off/hanging on only one side (in waking during the day I adjusted the shelve on a kitchen rack of shelves that was mis-aligned and falling off, it's right next to the refrigerator), I try to adjust it to hang it properly and horizontally, but in doing so I think maybe someone put it like this so that the tall milk bottles would be able to stand up straight on the shelve below? I close the door and the fridge is like in two sections, the top not aligned with the bottom. I see on the wall/top section hinge a small tube emerging, and a draft of cold air (and some water dripping?) is blowing out of the tube. Why is that, is it a pressure release? The cold air is coming out, will the fridge lose its cold because of this?

I'm now standing outside in daytime on a fairly steep sloping path between (widely spaced) houses but still thinking about that odd tube descending out of the refrigerator I was just observing, I've never seen anything like it before. Wait, odd thing I've never seen before? DREAM! Nose pinch confirms. I walk up the hill towards the street, immediately think of TOTM/pumpkin task [I love when goal memory comes easily]. I turn to the left at the sidewalk and go up onto the porch of a house, thinking "It is Halloween, there will be a pumpkin here." Sure enough I find a pale white/green typical jack-o-lanter-sized gourde on the porch. I reach down and imagine that it's top is already cut. I pinch the dry stem at the top with the fingers of my left hand, noticing the sensation of touching it is entirely waking-like. It lifts off easily. Oops! Below it there is another pumpkin top, this one traditional orange. Is this going to be a trick dream pumpkin trolling me with endless series of tops? No, I lift the orange one away and see the interior: no pumpkin goop, it's packed with colorful transparent packages of goodies (cookies?) I'm closely looking to be able to describe very clearly the contents, the package on top is drawn with an illustration that I think looks a lot like Charles Shultz style (peanuts), then the dream fades (either wake up or non-lucid transition, I had 2 more quite vivid non-lucid dreams after that).

+ invited to a friend's place for an event, it's awkward because I don't know anyone there, he's not there apparently, I'm walking from the living room through the kitchen area to the dining room, in the dining room the table is full of platters of cookies (I eat some?), move back to the living room, (on the way I glance into the kitchen, there's nobody there, where's my friend anyway?), some middle-aged guys (white hair and white beards some of them) are sitting on the living room floor drinking beer, some in the middle of the room facing the wall where some other people are sitting (on a couch?). I step into the middle of the living room there's a previously-played monopoly board next to them on the floor, I see it is covered with paper play money, cards, and game pieces, like the game was finished and just left there.

I'm sitting in a room down a hallway from the friend's apartment (above), a guy comes in and I said I was previously in the other apartment. I'm showing him a game I'm playing on a PC, I see the game on the screen then I'm inside the game, trying to equip weapon/armor from the confusing pop-up controls, there's a fight? Swinging a weapon? I'm back outside and choose "enter this place" (there's a choice of about 3 places to enter: left, middle right) to explore instead of going back to the fight, it's like a kitchen with hundreds of "inspect this" signs on objects everywhere.

+ In sons's room, (the cat?) spills a bottle on his important schoolwork on the floor. I'm looking at the bottle and it's empty, but as I watch I see liquid starts welling out from somewhere under my sons papers, I keep looking and see another bottle lying on its side that has some liquid in it, I tell him to pick his work up before it's ruined.

Uh … OOPS it’s been months since I last wrote an entry in this thing. That would explain why lately I’ve been having so much trouble remembering my dreams. I really need to get back into the habit of doing this so that I can have cool dreams again. Yeah.

Well, I recently had a pretty cool/weird dream. It went something like this:

It starts off as kind of a third-person thing, where I’m not really a part of the action, I’m just observing the story.

There are a bunch of lions and zebras living together in a giant palace. There’s one lion who’s the king of them all. And he decides that he and the other lions and the zebras are going to destroy humanity. He sends one of the zebras to warn the humans of their oncoming doom.

So, the zebra walks up to a house. It’s night-time. The back door opens and Will Smith walks out. The zebra is like, “We’re going to destroy humanity, bwahaha.” And if I recall correctly, he has some gruesome thing with him like a head on a stick or something which I guess is part of the warning sign or whatever. Will Smith is like, “Oh no!” And that’s the only part he plays in the dream and I’m not sure why he was there at all. Oh well.

This is where I finally become a part of the dream, although I’m a random character and not really myself. I’m riding on a white horse to the palace along with some other people––I don’t know who they are. I think I’m leading everyone there. I have a sword and I start swinging it around and thinking about how I’m going to cut off the king lion’s head.

We’re galloping over this beautiful landscape with rolling green hills and everything. I think we go over a bridge at some point. Then in the distance, I finally see the palace. It’s huge and gleaming and white, and there’s a rainbow coming out of the top of it and stretching up into the sky. I’m like, “Whoaaa … that’s pretty.”

At this point I have a somewhat lucid moment, in which I’m suddenly aware that I’m in the dream and that I’m simultaneously asleep in my bed. I know I’m about to wake up, but I try not to because I really want to get to the palace and kill the lion. Alas, I wake up before we get there. Oh well.

As for dreams I had last night (or maybe it was this morning):

I vaguely remember a dream in which I was at a beach, and I acquired a pair of fancy sunglasses. Somehow, I know that I stole these sunglasses, although I don’t remember exactly how that happened. I feel guilty about stealing them, but I keep trying to justify it to myself, like, “Oh, everyone steals sometimes!”

Anyway, I can’t remember much about what the sunglasses look like besides that they have a brown tint to them, and I also realize that I can see through the lenses (and I’m super near-sighted, so this is weird). So, they basically function like regular glasses except they’re tinted. But for some reason I think this is like, the best thing since sliced bread.

Not sure if it was part of the same dream, but I recall a brief fragment of a dream in which I am standing in front of a mirror and I take out my nose piercing. My nose instantly begins gushing blood everywhere and I panic … but I think I manage to get it back in again.

… So yeah. Now I should start remembering to write these lovely gems down. I want to keep having cool/lucid dreams.

Date: 30/06/2012
Place: Friend's bed
Time of getting into bed: 3.50am

Dream 1 - non lucid

A girl I know in real life (E) and her friend are in a caravan, in a caravan site. Me and I are driving around the site rather fast in a car, we are making lots of noise and throwing things out of the windows. E starts to complain about us, she is not happy at all. We start making rude shapes out of our shadows, and I blames someone else's child for making the rude signs. However I think it's funny and we keep doing it. We then go and sit inside an old, abandoned car. It is silver colour. We sit inside, which is all overgrown with grass, and there appears to be a huge pile of copper coins inside. I find this really cool and keep trying to take pictures of it.

Dream 2 - non lucid

We (me and my friends) have done something wrong and there is some sort of man-hunt after us. There are helicopters in the sky searching for us, so we try to hide. At one point we are hiding on some stairs, we are kind of scared. I have written in my DJ that we may have seen someone we shouldn't have seen.

Dream 3 - non lucid

I go to work at a Pizzeria. While we have not been at work, there has been a leak from a tap and there is water everywhere, the whole place is flooded. I worry because I think the boss will be angry. I am shown how to make Pizzas.

Dream 4 - non lucid

I am waiting in a queue, I think for some building to open. I have a cheap pushchair, but I get annoyed with it because it is so cheap and tacky, so I throw it on the street next to me and decide to get a newer, better one. The building opens and we go inside, there is a small makeshift stage, with a live sex show being performed on it. They are performing some very XXX acts. Some people join in, which is allowed in this place. Will Smith was there also, but not doing anything sexual. I don't do anything sexual, just watch. There is a photographer taking photos of people in an artsy, portrait way while they are having sex. He then offers to sell the photos back to them.


***NOTEWORTHY***
I rarely bump into E
I watched a program about sex fetishes before bed

Will Smith was having dinner with a family. They also had other guests. One of which said something that Will Smith strongly disagreed wih. They argued for a while and Will Smith was getting annoyed.

7/5/2011 Talking Non-Lucid Lucid

Before this, I was practicing a technique of repeating a certain mantra "I BECOME AWARE I LUCID DREAM" http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/repeat...ue-rmt-117791/ by writing in down with a Sharpie on a piece of printer paper. I just kept using that same message through the whole day before I slept. Every time I got into something so much in real life, I would look at that paper and have the though manifested into my head.

This is all I remember for this dream part

I was sitting outside, and it’s bright as day, with a bunch of students while some adult was telling us some jokes. Apparently he was joking around and telling us all these funny things. Everyone and me were laughing, but the guy said I was the one who wasn’t faking it? Then I realize he had the same voice as my Psychology teacher, and everyone left to go to their next class I assume.

While I was going to class, I saw one person wanted to know where the teacher got all the jokes. The teacher showed his iTouch or iPad or whatever (couldn’t tell the size from a distance). Then I turned back and went to my class.

Then I believe I was in a bus, and I was sitting down listening to some guys say some stuff about girls I think. I think as I was going out, I was just laughing like crazy, and the same guys asked me what I was laughing at. I said it was what they said. They laughed and I included, “You have some funny stories,” and they laugh some more.


Anyway, then I was in this luxury type bathroom just doing my business. Then as I go to wash my hands, I felt as if someone spit on my neck, so I grab some paper towels (a bit too much), and someone said, “You use too much.” So I responded, “But I think I have spit on my neck” or something like that. They said “Oh, okay.” (All I remember for that one)

The next one I recall is walking through the school hall and seeing some event where students’ mothers were involved, (I don’t really remember). I heard some girl I know named Angie I believe was excited because she could get her mother to be involved. Then there was another scene where some guys got some small blue double dong dildo (or maybe it was just a small one) meant for anal play (obviously), and the Angie girl I mentioned above came to them. They asked her if she wants to play with the anal toy.

Surprisingly, she said “Yeah.” I believe she even wanted to go back home to get something real quick. The guy or two of them I believe were freaked out by her response. That’s all I remember for that one.

I also believe in the dream I had prior to these few, (the one about me sitting down on a bus seat) I was worried about getting some object destroyed; it looked like a piece of a box crate and some weird components on it. That’s all I remembered.

I think I’m climbing out of something, I believe as I’m climbing out, there are small bits of fire on top. I believe I was tardy to class again (a recurring pattern for some of my dreams because I was never tardy to school, and even if I was, I had a pass that would excuse me from it ). I heard some people talk but didn’t bother to remember much, I was rushing towards a door. The moment I opened that door and walked a little bit, I could think for once while I’m in a DREAM! . I repeated my mantra I’ve been looking at on a piece of paper for the whole day for about two times in my head.


Then I said “I am Lucid Dreaming.” I took form and had complete control of myself. There was this window in front of me that was shining bright white light, but just enough to have some lighting. Then I see my previous AP English Literature teacher Ms. Park. I asked her if I’m dreaming. She said, “No.” But I get a hold of myself and asked her, “Are you sure?” She looks down on the floor for a while, probably just thinking of what to say to me. For some reason I can’t remember what I said to her next.

I believe I was asking if she could show me the path of where my dream guide was or something. She showed me with her arms and then this door appeared. I heard footsteps coming in rapidly (I was on a wood surface), and I got a little scared, but I kept my cool and even had my fists up. I even went back a little to ask Ms. Park on what’s going on. But she wasn’t there anymore.

I automatically thought that I would see a few Agent Smiths from the Matrix Trilogy, but it ended up being Will Smith I think. The room I entered was this big library with many levels of stairs. I didn’t have a clear view of this (I didn’t do a reality check at all, I just said to myself “I am lucid dreaming.”)



Suddenly I had to urge to do a move in Naruto: Shippuden called Chidori that Sasuke Uchiha used. I did the hand signs that I did for a few times in real life. Bam! Chidori on my right hand.



Then I think Will Smith freaked out and started running (LOL, if you know Will Smith in the Fresh Prince show, you know that expression on his face when he freaks out).



Then instead of running after him and some other figure, I decided to extend my Chidori like Sasuke did like a linear object and try to kill them. I saw my right hand with the Chidori, but I couldn’t extend it.




So I canceled it and did a Shadow Clone Jutsu, but then random Naruto figures appeared.



(I guess I was just doing things to quick instead of taking the time to manifest clones of myself) The clones looked like they were in 2-d form, and they disappear. I continue running after Will Smith and the other person I can’t remember too much of. They go into an elevator I believe, but it was one of those old-school elevators that was wide. Will Smith just comes out of nowhere and said “They’re just scared.”




That was a very odd experience there for him to say that “They’re scared” when I’m the one chasing them down. Anyway, he disappears, so I opened the elevator, but I just see the bottom of the floor. So I looked up to see the elevator going up. I kept going higher and higher by using the stairs. Then suddenly Will Smith and the other figure came out the opposite direction (WTF~#$@#%). As they are running around like crazy on the bottom floor. I’m looking over from top seeing all these people come in. Most of them were black, I saw a few other ethnicity and races as well. But then this cop comes out of a door, in the typical cop uniform with the light blue shirt and black pants.

He was Caucasian, and when he saw all these black people, he went, “Now that’s too much.”

(I’m African American too, well that and mixed with some other races, what the hell xD). I can’t remember much (even though I wrote a freaking NOVEL just now LOL).

This lucid dream was pretty short, probably because I was excited but I didn’t feel excited, I didn’t even close my eyes. Maybe it was something else, but I don’t know what. I know it wasn’t outside forces. I opened my eyes and was back at reality. I did a reality check by pinching my nose to see if I could dream. But nah, reality (sad face). Anyway, now it’s 5:15 A.M. I can’t wait to have another LD!

Abandoned In the Tropics

I am on a stage with all of my friends and people I know. We are putting on some performance. I do whatever I can to not be seen by the stage, but everyone is looking at me anyways. I walk around big tanks of water. Eventually everyone is running off stage and I am the last to join them.

The stage exit led to a very small tropical island with everyone already on it.

The boat comes that will take us to shore. I don’t see it at first, and by the time I get to the little beach, everyone is on it except me and two guys named “Want” and “Need”. Everyone is laughing at us. They didn’t want us to come back.

I’m angry but not that I’m stuck; I’m angry that I they left me, that they didn’t like me to this extent and were willing to perhaps kill me. The entire journey from here on is me trying to get back to them.

A few hours later a boat comes by. He’s tugging along three or four jet skis. We holler at him and he says we can’t have them. We ask more and he finally gives us a red one, but it has no gas.



We all get on it and the waves are moving in the direction of the nearest island. We land on it and get off. On this island, there’s a small wooden deck and then a store. Behind a counter are several racks with beautiful handmade island clothing. No one seems to be around so I take whatever I like.

The owners come out and explain we can have whatever we want, they never get customers anyways. I’m relieved that they didn’t punish me for stealing.

Scene change. Want, Need and I are employed by someone as gold diggers. We are in cave sitting barely on top of the water. The ground beneath us is watery sand. To get the gold, all we do is find little gold pieces already shaped into coins and pick them up.

Aang, Katara and Toph from Avatar: Last Airbender come into the cave. They want to rescue us, because our employer doesn’t plan on coming back with his boat to get us this time. They have us search for a different kind of coin, one with a little black design on it. These are worth money somewhere else, where we will all be going. Momo, a winged lemur from the show, is here, too and in the corner he is making a little trail of gold coins.



“Is that what you think helping is?” Katara says.

We get a handful of normal coins and just three of the black design coins before we have to go. The ship we are getting on is mostly a big metal grate area with wooden walking areas on the side of it. To get on, we are kind of projected into the air. Toph starts yelling about a 10 piece gold coin in the grate but there is a sliding metal door to the boat that will make it unavailable if we don’t get it now.

When we land, they all run toward the 10 piece coin. I saw a little bit of it when I was in the air. They don’t get it in time. I see that the grate has pieces of things and coins all over it. Katara tells us to hurry and get all the coins we can out of the grate. Unfortunately, when I landed onto the boat, I landed on the wooden area on the sides.

The captain of the boat and their employer says he doesn’t take regular gold coins anymore: only the black design coins. All of my work collecting coins today was wasted, and I have only three coins to give him. He is unimpressed.


Scene change. I am on dry land in a kind of mini-mall area. Someone warns us not to spend the black design coins because they are worth more when certain people buy things with them. I have three still, so I must not have given them up to that captain. I walk into a store. In the mudroom area between outside and inside, Wolf (a girl I know in waking life) is laying on the ground. Her girlfriend Rae is with me. She gives a black design coin to her and we enter the store.

I look at everything and notice that if we bought anything, it would be extremely cheap with these coins compared to using the gold coins. We don’t buy anything.

Scene change. I am projected from some place in the store into a long hallway. At the end there is a room kind of. It has an eerie feel, like the show Invader Zim. It just feels off. Heather is here and making a toy car go on a track that’s running on the floor to the wall to the ceiling to the wall back to the floor. She says the wallpaper recharges the car so it can go forever.


Will Smith's House

I’m walking and I meet Will Smith’s daughter Emily Browning (obviously not related in waking life). She brings me to her house which is surprisingly right up the street from mine.

Inside, I sit down with her, her brother Liam Aiken (related in my dream because of their brother-sister roles in A Series of Unfortunate Events movie) and her little sister Willow Smith (actually his real daughter). His house is really disgusting and even my dream-self was surprised by this. All of the rooms are huge but filled with junk. The kitchen where we’re sitting in is really tiny and there are dirty dishes stacked everywhere.

We are all playing some kind of card game. I’m across from Will. He looks really old and totally stoned. I feel bad that he let his life go when he clearly had much more at one point.

We finish the game and he goes into his bedroom. The kids and I all go into the living room. To get there, we went through two rooms which both had giant fake white Christmas trees. In the living room I sit on their ratty couch. The place is gross in here, too. Emily sits next to me and we cuddle kind of. If I move closer to her, I can feel the thumps of Will having sex with his wife downstairs, so I can’t cuddle her any closer.

“So, rockstar?” Willow says to me, trying to judge who I am or what I am doing with these “famous” people. She implies that I’m probably trying to be someone famous but I’m not. Emily explains that I’m not a rockstar or anyone famous, and that I don’t particularly want to be either.

I get up and look around the house and find a more fancy suitable kitchen. A few of my friends stumble out, including my brother Holden and our friend Jamie. Jamie has always been kind of a hippy, but he’s really overdoing it in my dream. He has very long hair all braided and put on top of his head. He’s wearing some kind of hat that has blond hair extensions as well. We all go out of the house together.

Holden wants to go to Redbox to get a movie and I say I think they are open past 12. It’s 2 a.m. We start walking.

On the way home we run into three really fat and buff 12 year olds. I want to beat them up, so I egg them on. The leader who has some kind of miniature padlock in her septum comes up to me and starts trying to kick me. Holden comes over and uses his elbow to hit some spot on their heads and they all just pass out automatically.

“You have to learn the Child Beatdown in those situations,” he says, and explains the move to me.


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I am in some room. I have a cup full of hot chocolate powder and I begin pouring different flavored water into it from tiny tea pots in a circle around me. I spill some and Beth comes over and helps me.

While she's doing that, Katie, an old friend of mine who recently got divorced and is now having sex with everyone, comes up to me and Holden. She says she wants to fuck him, and he jokes about it but I tell him she's serious. He says okay finally, and they plan to do it at 5 p.m. I ask if she does ladies too, and she says sure, and I just wink.