Redhead's DJ

[redhead]

Right now my only real goal is any recall at all. At the moment, I can remember a single action/location from a whole night. Even that's only about once a week. Any and all comments muchly appreciated.

[OfficerFlake]

*Subscribed*

[redhead]

25.01.2010 Mutilation Of OfficerFlake (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This would have to be the most vivid dream I've had ever outside of reliving past events. I wasn't going to post this out of both respect and being generally disturbed by it, but those involved found it amusing instead of wanting to throw up. EXPLICET GORE AND SEX too much to hide behind tags Sure there was something before this, but where I can remember, I'm in bed, fooling around with the BF, my hands cuffed behind my back so using mouth. For some reason, I get annoyed while sucking his finger and start biting. He seems to enjoy this so I start biting harder. Somehow I bite off a finger and he really really seems to enjoy it, so I continue decapitating him, and him enjoying it. I note there is very little blood. With no more fingers left, only thumbs, it somehow moves to genitals. I know you're suposed to record as much detail as possible, but to keep dinner down, I'll leave it at an encounter with an x-acto knife and bye bye genitals. No pleasure here for him, he actually seems sort of impartial to it. I'm laughing like a manic holding it in my hand (no more cuffs) while he gets ready for work. More blood here; not as much as you would expect in reality but more than I would like to be losing. He goes to work and I play around with it a bit in his room. His mother then calls me out to watch the news, where she's cracking up laughing at a news article about a teen going to work and passing out because he has multiple missing digits and genitals, all untreated and bleeding everywhere. She is still laughing when it becomes clear it's her own son and I start when they show a cop on the news stating how they don't believe it was fowl play, simply kinky play and thus no charges. At this point I woke up feeling ill, and would be the point where I woke him up if you happen to read his DJ too.

[OfficerFlake]

Don't ever NOT post these. I loled my arse off. Must've been a bit scary in the morning however for you. Keep it up baby! XoXoXo.

[Drokens]

This was an entertaining read! Nice dream.

[redhead]

Not nice. Very not nice. Hardly slept ;ast night so nothing more to add. This will be very sparse as I rarely recall anything more than maybe one event.

[Drokens]

Oh sorry, I meant more in terms of detail and enjoying reading it.

[redhead]

This will be all over the place as done long after, including a few nights ago. 6/10 06.02.2010 bitch session (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID All I remember is, just before I woke up, dream was a group of us bitching. No location or fine details, simply dialogue. A lot of frustrations. Wake up really disorientated, roll over, nearly scream when I see someone leaning over me. Probably why I remember so little. 9/10 09.02.2010 Blacks taking over (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Wow I have a racist subconscious. Only vaguely remember the start, resisting something political, a lot like the start of Daybreakers. Middle of nowhere, gorrila style resistance. No details as to why or anything. Gap here that I don't remember Somehow I'm at the top of a big tower, all glass. Up here, I somehow learn that a group of black people have kid napped the last three PMs, notable that the current one is also black. Turns out I am in here spying so I try to sneak out. As I'm leaving the building, I am found so start running down a glass spiral stair case. It reminds me of running round a giant test tube. This stair case isn't attatched to the building and I'm just suddenly in it. It goes on and on and on. When I come to the bottom, I am in a park way/shed sort of thing with someone, no idea who, spying on some other (black) guy loading explosives in to a small plane. I notice one seperate and it looks like a book of raffle tickets. The other person I'm with picks this up, goes over to the guy and tells him he needs his credit card details to sign for it (WTF). He does so, but also asks for the other person to write down their details, which they do. They then come back over to where I'm hiding and bitch about how cautious he's being. Somehow, to us, it seems like this has foiled his plan, so we sneak off back home. Turns out we were at the park just down the hill from my house, as when walking home we pass the retirement home on the way. Walking up the hill, start talking to an old guy who is mowing the grass on the footpath (it's still middle of the night). He starts going on about how hard it is in this economy, needing to work these hours. I agree and keep walking up. Hear a plane taking off nearby and wait for the explosions when... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Flake pulls the pillow out from under me and wakes me up. > All the other nights I haven't filled in were basically abstract dreams. Just see a huge blur of colour, a lot like action painting, hear screaming that gets louder the more I try to shut it out and feel every nerve in my body on fire. Usually only happens when I'm basically crying myself to sleep.

[redhead]

15.03.2010 Ashlea's Dream... (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This probably isn't where stiuff startsm but at least where it got interesting. In bed at my house with flake, sans clothing. I'm going at it on top, under the blanket. For some reason the door was wide open and it turns out I'm in my old bedroom, because my mother comes in from her old room (2 people moved out so we rearranged a few years ago) just as things get really good. Thankfully we are under the blanket, so I sorta slide to the side, though still leaving him in me . She remains oblivious while telling me someone is at the door for me. I get dressed and go out the back (it's night) to find some girl with a string of sausages and my cat covered in a sauce like thing from them. I don't remember the details here (far less interesting) but it had something to do with the disgusting sausages.

[OfficerFlake]

[redhead]

recalled a fair bit last night. Don't want to remember detail so not logging.

[OfficerFlake]

I refuse to thanks this post until the true dream is posted. *HMPH*

[redhead]

I refuse to thanks this post until the true dream is posted. *HMPH* Summarised without detail. Third person, Bin, Shayne and Eddie driving along Putty. Car goes in to side of mountain.

[OfficerFlake]

Shayne driving? XD

[redhead]

Shayne driving? XD of course

[redhead]

19.03.2010 starved hampster (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This thing sort of confuses me. I remembered a lot more than normal, but certain people had other ideas this morning and I forgot a lot. I'm at some form of do at the Cali. Not sure what, but it had to be something with the school because there is no other reason why I woulld be near those people. I'm talking to Max, Rowie, Jo and some other indisctinct people. I could remember the exact conversation, but it's gone now. Anyway, Max pulls me aside for some reason, not clear at first. He starts making really awkward conversation then asks if I want to go to some event with him. I point out that I'm with Flake (who is in a corner with Leight, Milhouse, Shane and Jake) and he starts going on about how that's impossible to believe as no one would date me (I love my subconscious). Somehow, we're now at a school (none I've ever been to) in the same groups. We're playing some type of primary school game, I think it was comandos. Only problem is that we're hiding in broad day light, in the middle of a quad in a garden plot. I'm stuck hiding with Max, continuing from previous groups. We don't talk and jsut sit there awkwardly facing opposite directions. Dream skips here. In my mind it's returning to something previous. Leaving for school, I feed the cat, someone else feeds the hampster then I trap it between the wooden door and screen door. Where I actually remember, I'm returning home from school to find thatthe hampster has turned sorta like the sub citizens in Daybreakers; starved to the point of self mutilation. It's ripping his fur out. I leave him in the door and go around the back, looking for food. I wake up before I find it, then wake up Flake. This is one of the first dreams I've had that I wasn't consciously aware was. I'm nearly always lucid, I just can't control.

[redhead]

I had my first proper lucid last night, actually took control and all. Woke up in the middle of the night remembering everything, went back to sleep and lost it all. Other dreams in the morning took over everything, not recording them.