Rabblerouser's Dream Journal

**Rabblerouser** · 05-15-2010 03:54 PM

Some Time Ago

Floating in the air, above a hill with a house on it. Outside the building are fatter versions of John Lennon and Paul McCartney from TheBeatles. I feel that this is a profoundly spiritual/beautiful experience, perhaps realizing that I am dreaming. “If only it could always be this way!” I say. “But it is!” replies Paul. I fade into blackness and then drift back into the dream.

Then, I am in a building. I enter a room where there is a somewhat obese woman sitting on a bed. I move to have sex with her, but wish that she were someone else. She transforms into Lorna, who explains that she is not for me because I have made a crucial mistake: asking my father what he thought of her. A video screen with a menu and photographs of various girls comes down from the ceiling, showing me the status of my relationships with all of them and a number indicating compatibility. It also catalogues all the mistakes I’ve made with them. It tells me that the closest I’ve come to a good relationship with a girl was with Ruth, with whom I have a 90 out of 100, enough for true love; I have, however, made a single mistake of an offhand comment in conversation with her.
I am then in a shop where I observe a wealthy elderly man (something of a curmudgeon) shopping for an expensive toy ($3000). I can see him from different angles, and am aware that I am dreaming.

Even though I was aware that all of this was a dream, it felt very real in some way, and I hoped that it would be truly real or at least change my reality.

**Rabblerouser** · 05-15-2010 04:01 PM

13/14 May 2010

I am back in Ireland with the Brazills. I am nervous about upsetting Joe and Julie. I then wonder why I am in Ireland. I walk outside and meet my father. I ask him whether I am dreaming, and he says I am not. Finally, after some more conversation, he admits that this is adream. He says I am having this dream with him because he is so attached to me. I then walk into a building, which resembles my old high school. I first wander into a physics class, which I avoid, and then enter a hallway full of art rooms. I walk onward in search of a Humanities classroom. I notice that there are a lot of thuggish kids walking around. At the end of the hallway, I notice the principal making someone do pushups. I walk upstairs and look into a classroom, recognizing a teacher but not wanting to disturb the class. I then see some thuggish kids and walk along with them.

I enter a mall and walk through the food court. I am walking with a boy who turns out to be gay, and I ask him what year it is. He replies that it is 1994; I have evidently gone back in time. The first thing that comes to mind is the dissolution of Yugoslavia. I express my anguish over the situation there. He asks me whether I would support an armed intervention in Yugoslavia to stop the violence, and I reply in the negative. I then notice that the pickle is missing from my veggie burger. I go to get another one and then promptly wake up.

**Rabblerouser** · 05-15-2010 04:06 PM

14/15 May 2010

I follow the dreamlike images and sounds that come to me as I drift off to sleep, initiating a WILD. I am lying in bed, and I reach for a little device that I realize I don't have in real life. This cements my lucidity. I fiddle with it and the lights come on. I get up and walk into the next room, which is a living room. I have to switch on the lights. I think that I would like to see someone, particularly Bruno. I walk upstairs, and there he is standing in front of the refrigerator. He is standing with his back to me, and when he turns around he is someone else. He then turns back into himself. I walk up to him and shake his hand, before hugging him. I then kiss him, before hugging him again. I start spinning in an office chair in an attempt to prolong the dream, which leads to a false awakening in which I am lying in bed with the cat curled up with me. I fail to realize that I had shut the door, making it impossible for the cat to be there. I wake up.