Thread: Oneironaut's Matrix

Now that may be interesting. It seems that a lot of weird dream/waking life occurances happen between friends. I'd like to see what experiences other people have have with them.

05/23/2006
“Side of the Road”

Ugh…only got about 3 ½ hours of sleep last night. I’m surprised I remember anything at all. :neutral: Although the reason I couldn’t sleep, I think, was because I took my second multi-vitamin later than usual, and it has a lot of b-6 in it, so, since I didn’t take it right before falling asleep (like I take the b-6 when I want vivid dreams) it kicked in before I laid down to rest, and kept me up. When I did finally get to sleep, though, the dream was very intense and vivid, short as it was.

I was driving with some chick that was really familiar, but I don’t remember seeing her face. It was night time and we’d pulled up right outside of what looked like an upscale apartment complex. This complex, though, seemed to be in the midst of a huge riot or something. People were burning and breaking shit all over the place, but it seemed like a mix between a party and a riot because a bunch of people were just getting wasted and shouting enthusiastically as they were tearing the place apart.
We had stopped on the side of the road for some reason and were kind of just observing this chaos from just inside the gates of the complex. Suddenly two men came out of nowhere and started beating on the windows of the car. They had knives and were trying their damnedest to get in, one on both sides. The girl started screaming as one of them cracked the window on her side. I remember trying to start the car but it didn’t start.
Two men quickly turned into three, and three into four. They were pounding all over the car to be let in. The strangest part of the dream was when one of these psychos actually busted up through the bottom of the car, in between the girl’s feet.
I hadn’t noticed until she started screaming louder and climbing up in her chair. Then I pulled one of my legs over the center console and we both repeatedly stomped the living shit out of this guy’s face, pushing him back down out of the hole in the floor panel.
Immediately after this the window on my side finally shattered and I vaguely remember having to fight another one of the guys off while seated inside the car. I think I might have grabbed his knife and used it against him, but I can’t be sure. Whatever the case, everything had just suddenly stopped, and all the rest of the men seemed to have simply vanished or run away, and the last thing I remember was embracing my terrified and sobbing passenger after everything was over.

Dude...you kick a lot of ass in your dreams. Next time I have a nightmare, I'm going to hope you show up.

Originally posted by poeticDreamer
Next time I have a nightmare, I'm going to hope you show up.

Hell yeah, that's what I like to hear!


Bring on the nightmare creatures, muderous villains and meth dealers!
(Haha, sorry Blue Meanie. I couldn't resist. )

ahahahah that bit where the guy burst though the bottom of the car

Originally posted by poeticDreamer
Dude...you kick a lot of ass in your dreams. Next time I have a nightmare, I'm going to hope you show up.

yes, he does

Hahah @ Gez:
I know, right? I look down and see this maniac's head sticking up through the bottom of my car. Rofl. That shit was crazy.

Originally posted by italianmonkey

yes, he does

And don't worry, monkey. You're on my "preferred rescuee" list, too.

Just send out the signal!!!


Hahaha.

05/24/2006

Had some of the iamshaman's dreaming blend and I remember three distinct scenarios from last night, but the details are sketchy, except for the middle on which I remember pretty vividly.

At one time, Todd and I were at a party at some rich person’s mansion. I remember the guy had his own helicopter and a large, screened in pool that…had a dolphin in it.
I never actually saw the whole dolphin, but I remember being on a raft while Todd was swimming backwards in front of me while were having a conversation and I saw the dorsal fin come up out of the water behind him for just a moment and then disappear back under the water. I didn’t really care about interacting with the dolphin at all, even though I was surprised when I saw the fin. I was just glad it wasn’t a shark.
Thing was, I think this millionaire was a corrupt Capital Hill fat cat or something, because Todd and I were having this hush-hush conversation about taking the guy down for some reason, and I remember both of us shutting up simultaneously and playing it cool when the guy actually came out to the pool to join his guests. Don’t remember much after that part, though.

In another dream, I was doing something like searching through an attic or an old room or something at home and ended up finding an old trumpet and sheet music that used to belong to Louis Armstrong in an old chest. There is an old Armstrong song that’s been stuck in my head, lately, that I don’t know the name of, but a part of the melody is a jump to and from the same two notes. I know it by ear, so I picked up the trumpet and tried finding the two notes. It was weird because I’ve never technically played the trumpet before, in waking life but I’ve toyed around with them and held a few notes, so I know the mechanics of how to work them.
I remember how strange it felt to hold one again, because I haven’t held a trumpet in like ten or twelve years, but it felt exactly the same having to find the finger grooves for each hand. I was getting a few sour notes, though, and thought I was having trouble getting the whole vibrating the lips thing down. That’s when I remembered the spit valve.
Now, I dunno what brought this on (maybe it was the perception that this was an ooooollld trumpet, and probably hadn’t been cleaned in ages) but, when I went to drain the spit valve in a bucket there was an insane amount of backed-up spit in it, and it drained out of the horn and filled the bucket with a slimy, brown liquid that overflowed out of the bucket and got all over the floor…and my shoes. :neutral:
After that, though, I kept on playing while just walking aimlessly around the house, and ended up making some pretty good sound.

In yet another dream I had gotten a badass Chevy Camaro from someone. It was the ’98 body style, red with a black top, tricked-out rims and a suped-up engine. I remember the reason I was given the car was something like; some guy had owed me some money for something. It wasn’t enough to equal the cost of the car, but he had another one just like it, except it was all white with a white top and was, actually, a lot nicer, so he didn’t feel as bad about letting this one go.
Now the coolest (and strangest) modification on these cars was that there were no doors, and the top of the car (and by top, I mean the roof, front and back windshield and hood) actually swung upward from back to front, with the front of the hood as the hinge, (think about how the hood of many sports cars open in the opposite direction, and apply that to the entire top of the car) and that was how you got in, out, and showcased the engine at the same time. It was pretty fuckin’ sweet.

[Edit: Damn...I'm getting the impression that there is another dream I'm leaving out. I think I remember talking to some girls that weren't in the other dreams, in a setting that had nothing to do with the other dreams....hmmmm.........shit...if I think of it, I'll post it.]

05/25/2006

The most vivid dancing dream I’ve had in a long time. I was in someone’s house that was having a party, and was just fine-tuning a bunch of moves while the music was playing. There isn’t too much to describe, because it was just me practicing my popping, liquid and floor-gliding, mostly. Everything felt 100% real, right down to the physics, (no losing control of my floor-glide and starting to float accidentally, which happens way too often in my dancing dreams) but I do remember busting out a few gravity-defying acrobatics like taking a few steps up the wall nearest me and doing flips off of it and whatnot - few handstands and things, also. Great dream, but all I really remember is dancing, so there’s not too much detail to get into.

Drop it like it's hot, G-Dawg.

It is hot, dahlin'.

'Course it is, suga'

05/25/2006 (continued)

I've just vaguely remembered having a dream about a news story I saw last night in which some lady's SUV had rolled over on the highway like 10 times after getting cut off by another car and swerving out of the way, then trying to correct herself, overcompensating, and flipping her truck. The whole thing was caught on the dash cam of the cop car behind her and was pretty crazy. Anyway, if I remember correctly, I was dreaming about a newscast of the same story, accept the anchors were ridiculing her for being in an SUV instead of a smaller car, or something like that. Not to sure about this one, though. For all I know I'm just misinterpreting a memory of something I heard one of the anchors saying in the actual newscast late last night, but I'm pretty sure it was a dream.

05/26/2006
“Aaron and Sam”

Very long dream last night, but I’d woken up and ended up falling back asleep, losing most of the little details.

The overall concept began with my friend Aaron, and my homegirl Samara. We were in a Wal-Mart or something that was filled with people, and Aaron decides, spontaneously, that he wants to boost something from the store. I can’t remember what it was, but as we were walking back across the store to get to the door on the opposite side, I noticed some little old lady watching us like a hawk. I knew she knew that we (he) took something, and she was in the process of alerting security. (This is somewhat reminiscent of something that happened with another group of friends back when I was younger.)
Anyway, as we were going through the aisles toward the door, I got a really uneasy feeling, and pulled the Mary pipe I had out of my pocket, putting it on one of the shelves under some merchandise and continued on toward the door. Sooner or later, Samara and I had noticed that Aaron wasn’t with us anymore. Since neither of us had anything on us, we decided to roam the store a little bit more and find him.
I remember going down an aisle with a bunch of typewriters and printers and other computer shit and messing with one of them for a moment. (I spent a while hooking up a printer last night, which is probably why this part stands out.) We did end up finding out that Aaron had gotten arrested for shoplifting, and there wasn’t very much we could do about it until after he was processed, which could take up to 24 hours. So, as we were leaving the store, I stopped by where I hid my pipe, picked it up, and was putting it in my pocket when my hand hit something already in my pocket. I pulled it out, and it was an exact copy of my pipe. I held both of them together in front of me and remember thinking “…what the fuck?!” But, of course, I got distracted by something and didn’t use this obvious dream sign to induce lucidity.
In any case, Samara and I ended up driving back to her place. (which was actually a variation of my Aunt’s old duplex in waking life) I remember missing the turn and spinning the wheel to do a quick U-turn in the middle of the road, skidding into the oncoming lane and heading back the other way. It seemed that the second we got to her doorstep, it was instantly night again. We went inside and, at first, she was talking about how exhausted she was, but was quickly starting to get all hott, stretching out on the bed and calling me over to her. I knelt on the bed, crawled over top of her and started kissing her, but before “settling down” I remembered that the front door was still open, and there were a lot of kids in the neighborhood.
So, being the thoughtful (to a fault?) guy that I am, I crawled back off the bed and went to the front door. The second I closed the front door, I woke up. :neutral:

How ironic that Aaron gets arrested for attempting to shoplift, and I’m the one that ends up getting robbed.

05/27/2006
"Worm"

Really screwed up, very long, dream after finding out last night that I have a worm on my computer: The Microsoft "this product is not genuine" bullshit, because the last time I reformatted my comp, my tech friend gave me an extra copy of his windows after I'd lost my CD.
So, I'm figuring that my drunken rage last night at this BS that had been causing my comp to act all weird sparked this dream.
Anyway, the overview is that there was this worm like on the movie "Tremors" that could go through earth and water. It was sound sensitive like the ones in the movie, and everytime we'd either be walking on land, or on a low dock over water, this thing would try to crash up through the ground and eat us. Many of my friends were in this dream at some point, along with my mother and daughter. I don't remember too many details, but a few different settings within the same dream stood out:

First, we were in this dockside building, kind of like a boaters' restaurant/bar, and we were having a good time, if I remember correctly. Sooner or later, this fuckin massive worm crashes up through the floor, which was over water, grabs a victim and pulls him/her back into the water under the building. All Hell breaks loose. We had to scramble up into the rafters to stay out of it's reach. We were all stuck up there for a while and employing different methods of trying to get back down without putting any real pressure on the wooden floorboards because, everytime we did, this worm would jump up out of the ground and try to take us out.
Later, having made it out somehow, we were outside on the water, and there was a grid of wooden planks that was the only way back to the shore, and it was hell trying to get across them. This thing was just lurking around in the water beneath us. I think, at this point, I had something to use to our advantage to try to kill this thing (some sort of explosives or something), but I dropped it when the worm "heard" me running toward the land on the planks. It broke up through the planks under me and I fell into the water. I was able to get back out and climb onto the planks before getting eaten, but then my mom, in a fit of hysterical heroinism tried to run and jump over the fresh hole in the "boardwalk" to grab the explosives that I dropped on the planks on the other side of the hole. I reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled her back just as the giant killer worm crushed the planks under the weapon and dragged it under the water with it.
Those of us that were still alive ran on the rest of the wooden planks back to the land, and didn't stop fleeing until we were all "somehow" back at home.
I remember that even my yard wasn't safe, as this thing could travel through earth just as well as water. The only place that was safe was inside the house, which was all find and good until this UPS man came to deliver a package. Haha.
I'm all screaming at him through the window "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE MAN!! THERE'S A GIANT PSYCHO FUCKIN WORM THAT'S GOING TO KILL YOU!!" and he just keeps walking all nonchalantly up to the window like he can't hear me, slowly sets the package down at the back door, and then starts casually sauntering back to his truck. Not seeing the worm anywhere, I start thinking to myself, "Shit, maybe this guy's going to make it. Just keep walkin, man. Keep walkin." And then the bastard drops his keys. Lol. I'm like "YOU IDIOT!!! HURRY UP!!"
He reaches down all slowly and picks up his keys and starts taking his slow-ass time back to his truck. By this time, he's still on my concrete back porch and hadn't yet gotten to the grass.....buuuuuuuuut that obviously made no difference. The huge worm crashes straight up through the concrete like a great white shark breaking the surface of the ocean and latched onto the guy, pulling him back down into the earth and leaving a huge hole in my porch. :neutral:

Weird shit. I hate worms. All of them.

05/28/2006

Another dream that I remember being extremely long and vivid, but the details are completely lost. All I know is that it had something to do with an impossibly large and elaborate obstacle course, and about 300 people just going wild on it. It was a sort of race or some shit, and there were these peices of paper scattered around the obstacle course that we had to pick up for some damn reason or another. I dunno. Can't remember shit. This thing was huge, though - Hundreds of feet high, easily, in some areas. I remember having periods of metaphysical agility that was giving me an advantage in the race - Doing stuff like jumping long/high distances to clear bigger sections of track than anyone else could. The whole thing took place at night, and was a lot of damn fun, now that I think about it.
And actually, as I'm writing this, I just realized what the entire thing reminded me off. If anyone has ever played SSX for playstation 2 and remembers the Tokyo MegaPlex level, it reminds me of that but with no snow.

your dream jounal is awesome! i think its me fave i pretty much read all of ur entries, it took me like 3 hrs lol. your dreams are so action-packed, i wish mine were like that, all i have in my dreams is telescope lenses, mini-fridges and IQ tests (wtf?) lol. that one dream with evil-Cierra creeped me the fuck out!

Thanks, man!
You know, as dettached as most people get when I'm telling them about dreams, it's good to know that people enjoy them enough to actually read them, themselves.

Originally posted by Stag_Boy
all i have in my dreams is telescope lenses, mini-fridges and IQ tests (wtf?)

LOL. At least those don't sound as bad as Blue Meanie's "Black Square" dream. Hahaha. That shit's unprecedented.

And yeah, that Dark Cierra dream was freaky especially since she actually has that exact same demonic laugh when she's just playing around and being a clown. Hearing it in the context of her actually being posessed was creepy as hell.

Yeah, you have really interesting dreams. Of course, if I could own Photoshop and did not have a backlog of my dream journal, I could show all my really weird dreams too. For example, I will give part of one of my repeated dreams from last night. It was as long as the longest lucid I have had, it seemed. I was not lucid, but everything was extremely vivid. Towards the end of it was the wild part.

My friend looks at me, and tells me "it's almost time". With a puzzled look I ask "for what?" and he says "for the earth to roll over". It was like a page out of Total Recall. As the scene rotated upside down, water fell from the sky like the surf, surrounding the school I was in. It would be a pretty picture to draw. The school was all glass around it, but it still got wet. It was rather cold, and kind of gooey. I had to swim up for a while to get out of it. Then, walking through the school, I go through a door into someone's garage where a guy and girl are about to leave in their car. I throw the girl out and fight the guy to get in. I tell the guy to take me home, I was traumatized, and I could not handle that the fact that the earth supposedly rolled over on a daily basis, now that I was in the future.

While driving, the driver stops and goes to an overpass, to get me a prostitute. It becomes like a video game as he says "You just need to suck the milk out of a prostitute's nipple, and you will be sent home automatically". He loses his balance, barely rolls, but that killed him. I got back in the car, kept driving, took the first turn to fast and rolled out of the car and died. Then I woke up in a house and there was an Asian guy directing the next scene that was part of this whole reality. I just thought "WTF?" and I woke up after that.[/b]

Lol. Yeah that's a pretty wild dream, man. That "world flipping over" thing would be insane.

Well, if you wanted Photoshop, I could tell you how to get it.

Hey...

Just read your "Worm" dream. I wanted to say that you not only have some of the most interesting dreams, but you have a wonderful writing style.

The end with the UPS man totally made me laugh.

Keep up with the interesting dreams.....and keep us entertained!

Christine

Thank you very much, Twoshadows!

Yeah, I thought the part with the UPS man was hilarious, too. That guy had no idea what hit him. Lol.

I'll keep writing em as long as my crazy-ass brain keeps producin' em.
Haha.

i want photo-shop

/me sends out super-secret ninja pm.

05/29/2006

Ugh. Don't remember a damn thing. Went to sleep hammered and my brain is fuzzy.

....and my head hurts. :neutral:

Bits and peices are floating around in the back of my mind, though. If I end up putting any of the dream(s) together, I'll post it. But for now, nada.