Date of dream: Friday, January 15, 2010
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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So I was trying to take a shower in a cardboard box with a hole in the top because it was raining in the back yard. My neighbor also had a shower in the back yard, but it was a real shower. Actually it wasn't raining yet, but I was going out to my cardboard box, and my neighbor was going out there too, and she asked me what I was doing. I don't know if I told her I was taking a shower. She told me she was taking a shower, and her boyfriend/husband/whatever came out and told me that I was hallucinating. I was about to argue with him, but as soon as he said I a was hallucinating, I started hallucinating.
I guess I was on a school bus when I was hallucinating, and everyone else on the school bus was hallucinating too, and I was the only person that knew why.
The hallucinating started wearing off when I started fighting it and trying to argue with the guy. I was no longer in the school bus. I was in the back yard. But he wouldn't have any of it, he believed that I was on drugs all the time that made me hallucinate, and then he left. To go to work, I guess.
As soon as the two neighbors were gone it started raining and I went back out to my cardboard box and showered in the rain. Then Benji took my towel, and I yelled at him and told him to get me another towel, and he didn't do it. He just walked away.
Date of dream: Friday, August 05, 2005
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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back in high school,
they made me wear roller blades to straighten the cosmetics aisle and clean the auditorium because they thought it would make me work faster. instead it made me trip all over myself and get hurt. i couldn't find the spot where the baseball jerseys and giant matchsticks were supposed to go so an old black lady told me to go up the green metal staircase and use the payphone to reach the upstairs level of the department store and find the boys' clothing section.
i thought i didn't have the 75 cents for the payphone, but i finally found it and by the time i put it in the slot there were people all around me waiting to use the payphone, and the person on the other end of the line told me it was too late to do anything about it and it was time to go home. everyone around me was pissed off and i carefully made my way back down the staircase in my rollerblades and tried to figure out how to get to my next class.
the security guard told me i wasn't allowed to go through the halls to look for my classroom, that i had to go outside and find the door closest to the classroom. i went down a couple halls and i couldn't find the classroom so a couple of psychotic hall moniters chased me down for going down too many halls. i skated out into the parking lot as fast as i could, tripped over a rock and slid across the pavement on my face, scraping the whites off both my eyes. blood dripped down my face and when i stood up and looked around i was amazed to find that i could still see. i looked to my right and saw Jenna on the ground with no eyes. i figured the holl moniters got her too (she and i were both looking for the same classroom) so i helped her up and we went to the nurse's office and barricaded ourselves inside. the nurse doctored us up and gave us both two perfectly good eyes to see through. Jenna's eyes were brown.
i "woke up" from that dream to find that i was inside a giant evil hallucination of a perfect utopia. Jenna and i were outside the apartment but there was no parking lot, just a beautiful green lawn lined with flowering trees. Jenna told me not to believe anything i saw, that if i let the evil king fill my mind with lies i'd be helpless. she said the only way to fight him was to think about reality, to keep my mind focused on things i'm accustomed to in the real world. i found this very difficult because even in the real world i don't think about the real world, because it's just too fricking depressing. i tried my best and we walked around thinking about depressing stuff as hard as we could. when we had a grip on ourselves we went over to the nice antique dining set my mother left out in the rain and sat down in a couple of dry chairs to have tea with the king's court of giant bunnies and laughing babies. we had to go walk around several times to make ourselves really depressed and eventually i woke up.
Additional Comments:
dreaming about eye injuries makes sense, i've had surgery on one of my eyes and for a while after the surgery the white of my eye was raw and red. also my friend Jenna is missing an eye, from an injury.
