The Dream's Dream

ok..right now I am up and recalling my dream but will be going back to sleep in five minutes to try and initiate a lucid dream.

Memories of last dream:

- "E" and her mom are staying with me in this dark house..."T" is there as well. E and her mom leaves and I look around for them but can't find them. I look in the fridge (which is in my old house in Victoria) and see that it is full and messy with egg yolk on a metal platter and someone has written a note on it that says "don't do this". I go upstairs to my old room and see that my dad has under-taken a construction project and my furniture is all moved and sawdust is everywhere. He is chatting and joking around with the two other white-collard workers and ignores my inquiry concerning the whereabouts of my friend. I yell angrily "Hey you fucker!" and get his attention before switching to a joking, almost British tone "where dee ell is me efiin' friend?" and he and the two workers burst out laughing. I go back downstairs to an empty, windy kitchen that feels darker than it's ever been.
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ok now it's time to initiate...wish me luck.

Ok. So I wasn't able to get a Lucid dream yet, I'm still not aware enough within the dream, but I did have a super long and in depth dream that was really gross and even a false awakening.

So this dream is in a big warehouse, similar to the one that I usually practice in and I have something heavy with me that makes it impossible for me to go up all the way to the 12th floor. The warehouse has two big cargo elevators, both of which are in use, that have no doors or electronic buttons but work due to a lever/pulley system. The first one is in use by some guy who is cleaning it with a mop and when he ascends the water spills over the edge and sprays me. The second elevator is occupied by some guy who is loading it with massive pink hogs. I become irritated and ask how long he is going to be as I have to get up somehow and he laughs and says "as long as it's going to take". He continues working and I notice that his wife is closeby looking at me. He leaves the room, leaving me and his wife with the hogs (some of which are in white cloth sacs), and all of a sudden his wife starts propositioning me for sex. I say no because her husbands in the next room and she lets out a biting laugh and calls out to her husband who is somewhere off in the distance, "Hey John, do you care if I f*ck this kid?" and his reply is mumbled with a tone of indifferance. We start making love on the floor but the whole time I am super paranoid as the hogs are watching us. When I finish, immediately one of the hogs comes over to the wife, attracted by the scent, as another sends me on the top edge of a couch that is nearby.

Suddenly I'm upstairs and in the studio. They just did a repair where they installed a fridge that opens in an inverse fashion than most fridges. A room is in the process of being constructed, "out of sympathy and with no charge" as I am informed, to house my friend K. I notice that the fridge is on a ledge that also has a dishwasher and other appliances on it, causing great pressure on the ledge which makes it slant.

I am at an arcade with my girlfriend and we pass some game that looks like diablo but instead of moving a person to kill monsters it seems to be anamorphous blobs with swords. I insist that only I can play the game and halfway through turn up a volume patch that plays music (note to self: remember the song) and then suddenly it's game over.

I am reading some horrible New York magazine that has a writer who is the "culture reporter" from Beverly Hills who is doing a piece on a Stephen Malkumus-type indie-rocker where she describes what it's like to go out on a date with a celebrity. She goes at great lengths to account for his soft-nature, how he treated her to a night out to the town, and how when they came back to his place she ended up falling asleep to a movie he put on, but she "still had a wonderful time with this charming man!".

My false awakening: I wake up next to my girlfriend and describe the dream I just had and ask her if she had any and she tells me that when I woke up at 5 in the morning to try and initiate a Lucid Dream that it ended up making her have two of them over the course of the night...
Then I actually wake up and say "oh wow really?" and she says "what?!"

This morning I will start with the dreams I remember the least all the way to the most vivid:

- I am an Indiana Jones type character who is in New Dehli and I pay a young boy in keys to be my tour guide.

- I am working cash register at my video job (although its a completely different interior) when E, who I haven't seen for a long time, comes in. We start talking for awhile until I have to help another client who is holding three purchases in his hands. The client tells me that he can't find a film he was looking for so I go leave to find it, but for some reason just end up sitting down for awhile. When I get back to the cash register E and my boss are engaging in a flirtatious conversation which really makes me jealous as they both seem to be enjoying it and are doing it right in front of me. The client wonders why I haven't found his film yet.

- Outisde of a park off of St-Denis J mentions to me that there's something really incredible further in the distance. I am skeptical but follow him anyway. He is on a bike and I am walking. One minute later we are in front of a dense amount of unkempt nature that slopes downwards. Luckily, I find a bike in the grass that is in decent enough condition. All of a sudden M comes zooming past on her bike and continues onward, ignoring us. J and I decide to chase her. We follow her and both go fast due to the sloping hill - I go through long patches of grass and swerve to avoid hitting miniature pink trees. Eventually there is an opening up ahead where all the trees and grass stop. It's a weird, Japanese art-deco house that seems to be hosting a party. Everyone is hanging outside of the house; I go into this shaded room where there are three people inside, C is one of them and she is spraying a bottle of some sort. "That smells like burnt toast!" I say. "Yeah. It eliminates the smell of drugs and alcohol and if you inhale it makes you sober if you're already fucked up" C replies. I find this is stupid and walk back outside. I head down the stairs and slowly pass this rich Russian family who are stting at their own table which is adorned with expensive silverware and crammed with food. They seem to be having a conversation that pertains only to themselves. One of their daughters looks at me mysteriously. I get back on my bike and follow K this time who has showed up and instead of going back through the patch of forest I had entered earlier we enter a series of zig-zagging rooms that have contemporary art installations, most of them light fixtures in the dark. In the last room K is sitting down and is stuffing her backpack. She puts a book of mine in her bag (20th century Modernists) and then asks if she can borrow it. I say yes, but tell her she can't take my copy of Lester Bangs. She says she wasn't even thinking about it and instead takes an expired calendar with either horses or kittens as the subject. We seem to both trying to be heading in the same direction only she is trying to catch a bus to New York. I offer her twenty dollars to take a cab to the station since it is forty minutes past the hour and the ticket should have already been bought. Suddenly I end up walking through an airport arrival area, passing foodstands that are closing down and look like they're going out of business. When I get to the arrival area much to my surprise my grandmother and grandfather are there waiting for me, along with my two younger cousins, and I am embrassed about my appearance.

Unfortunately I didn't write down my dream as soon as it happened so this is a bit cloudy.

- I am in some supermarket and am engaging in a food fight with melons.

- I am back at my old job in Victoria and there are a lot of dishes to wash. THis kid from my junior high school comes in, with his parents, and I talk to him about somehting.

Alright...so real dream recall tomorrow!