Thread: McDreamy's MILD-1 Workbook

8-9/2/11

Pre
-Very stressed out, Essay on a topic I dont understand well and have trouble writing. Two midterms coming up. Feel like giving up, kindof depressed at lack of ability to get it all done. Wondering If Im gonna stay in my program, or maybe Ill get kicked out for not doing well enough. How am I gonna manage my time this week with all this crap due?
-Reading about some indian philosopher befoire bed
-No meditation today, and no incubation during day
-Tried to snap out of bad feeling, cuz hate going to bed feeling like shit cuz bad dreams
-Chest Technique
-Mantra
-Concert scene incubated..might stop on this one, not much success and not too much desire..
-Tried to feeel some excitement of already having accomplished task, but couldn't do it.

Dreams #1
I am at my aunts house that looks nothing like it, and I talk with my cousin john. He says "how about I punch you in the face?" "I'd hurt u if I didn't get KO" Kindof jokingly tho, and then he mentions the jiu jitsu he took. My aunt is there with very short hair which is long IRL, and someone says about her "shes looking bigger, maybe shes preggo again!" Uncle says "I need to know!" He goes out of the room. I go into the other room where my sister is on the couch. My uncle comes back in with a newborn baby and drops it on the floor by accident. The baby just fell flat on its face without any noise or movement or anything. (I am afraid of holding babys for this reason IRL) My uncle just keeps walking into the next room. I cringe and walk down the stairs to get away from the situation. I see a dead stuffed dog underneath a couch, and it's head moves. I walk back upstairs and my sister calmly says "Its really no big deal" Right, bouncy babies I remember. I am lying on a small bed in a grey gloomy room looking out a window and thinking "maybe they are really christian and that is why they having so many children, or can't use condom cuz of religion"

Going to a hockey tourny (I played hockey when I was really really young). We're driving and I see a double decker bus to the left. I wonder if its a triple decker bus, but its not. Not anywhere I recognize, we get to a mall. The mall is packed with busses and cop cars escorting them to the tournament. Oh shit, I don't remember how to skate. We get there and go to our computers to log in. I have some trouble where it says "please select a real school", like for your personal information. My Highschool didn't count. Had to fix it but we only got 2 wins out of 3 which was 2 smiley faces and 1 red upset face cuz of my problems. I am on a chatroom and I remember seeing Telemachus. There was some other name that reminded me of a clan from a video game years ago, and I asked him if he used to be in it.

Im in a game of Ghost Recon now, the guy said no he wasn't in it. Field with a rocky hill going up, and a path b/w rocks we had to fight through. Were all running either to it or away from it. I go up, swithc to grenade launcher and shoot at the corner and get some kills. Some people come out but somehow I managae to get them first. I hide behind some cover and theres an enemy there but I get him. Theres another with a big knife and I sortof run away. Hes wearing a blue outfit like from Halo but without the helmet. He is a handsome looking guy with long blond hair and he sounds russian. I am in my house now and he is still trying to get me. Its very fun and jokingly though. There is a knife on the ground near my dining room table and I eventually get it and go to my tv room where my dog is on the couch with some swords. I pick one up and now have a knife and sword.

In a house, its father and son. Switch between 1st and 3rd person. The father has a goat fetish for sexual purposes and dating, and the son has goat fetish for other reasons. The son is telling the father how crazy he is, because the father is saying that the goats actually come to him at night now. Were in an open field, enclosed by some trees. Its dark and foggy, almost exactly like it usually is in Sleepy Hollow movie. Were hitting eachother with barstools wearing old vasioned victorian clothing. Dad has a tophat. I notice that his fangs are missing, he looks somewhere behind me and says "Alexander Keith!" I turn around and see the corpse of Alexander Keith (Like the beer brewer) slowly slowly walking towards us. "What does that mean!?" I ask. The father tries to hit my by surprise, but I catch his barstool and have 2 now. I try and say something about how I just care about him etc. Wake up.

Wake up
I didn't do a proper wake back to bed, just wrote out dreams and fell back asleep cuz needed to get up soon for studying and was lazy.

Dreams #2
I am on a scuba trip with my dad. We are driving and get to a dock, and just keep going in the water. I ask if its really safe that we do this, and he says yes hes done it before in very shallow water. It gets deeper and we start sinking so I rear up the back of the car so our nose is out of the water. We dodge rows of swimmers also going to the scuba thing. Go diving, and someone offers me some bread and dip underwater. I take some and go to the surface and eat it, its very good. Back home on couch in tv room that is in wrong spot. Telling mom and sis about scuba trip and globetrotters game and how THEY WERE ONLY DREAMS. My mom was initially worried that we were driving while dreaming, but I explain that it was all a dream.

In my room, my mom mentions "just remember past successes and know that you can do it again." It turns to an airplane scene, and there is a little trouble kid. Hes off the plane and his girlfriend and another guy are walking past about to meet him. He writes on a piece of paper or something with a pen that is really wet, so the ink is like mixed with water and he can just wipe off what he writes. the writing is not legible. He writes "She can't hide the marks on her hands" Hes very suspicious and jealous. I get a date for tomorrow at noon with an attractive blond. (switched into 1st person). The kid leaves (now im there, but not him), and the girl makes fun of him calling him George of the Jungle or something. He comes back and realizes. On the bus, he makes fun of this blond girl from my program at school. Wake up.

Post
Had a lot of trouble recalling my dreams this morning initially. Then I stayed in bed still and thought about what I was dreaming about last night. I played in my head possible scenarious to jog memory. I had vague feeling of it and started writing in my journal that there was a large part of my dreams that I forgot. Then it just hit me and most of it came back, and ended up being good day for recall.