Doctor's Dreams

A Long Message and Musical Numbers

I was doing more college goodbyes. Basically I was hanging with my buddy Peter and it was late at night and we were telling each other jokes. I had decided to look at my facebook inbox and saw that Ian's message was actually a lot longer than I had thought it was. It was super long and instead of just being a regular goodbye, turned out to be a really touching long message about how close we had become. After reading this I realized that me and peter were in a circular building with a dome and a singular hallway leading out of it. The building was made out of white marble and was really extravagant in design. I saw Laura and Amadi come in and Laura put down a boombox , pressed play, and it played the background to a musical number on loop. It was almost a blues progression but the last 8 bars were slightly different. She was singing something stupid when Dani busted out of nowhere, pushed Laura out of the way (who looked slightly peeved) and started singing a different tune that didn't really match with the background. We all laughed at this (except for laura) and I decided to go down the hallway and run back in to make an explosive entrance and to improvise a song. The hallway was short and led out to a window which put me on to the street. I turned around to jump into the window, exploded through and started singing but I found myself face to face with 2 hispanic cleaners, one male one female. I had discovered that where I was was more of a small mall location with many entrances and I had jump into the wrong entrance. I ran back into the right entrance laughing and told the others of my mistake.

Prisoner of Love (FRAG)

I was either in a prison or a intensive camp and I was flirting with this one girl. It counted that I was in a thing with this girl bt then later on I was seen flirting with another girl and then the first girl came in and saw me and was all piss so then I was trying to win her back and things but none of it worked. The camp (i'm going with camp) counselor kept trying to gently get me to stop because nothing seemed to be working but I was stupid and stubborn and kept trying and ended up doing more harm then good. There were magical aspects of this dream but I can't remember them...

Camp Delights

Me and my friends Nick and Frankie were driving through the woods when we stumbled upon this campsite. It was cool because we were at the top of the hill and the campsite was further down and there were 2 paths, one was a straight down path and the other was a swirly san fran hill path. We took the straight. When we got to the bottom I'm pretty sure there were multiple buildings but we decided to be squaters in this one building. It was full of normal things that happened somewhat strangely-the one I can remember was when I got hungry, I would get a pancake from the closet, put it on the bottom side of a skateboard deck and snap the part of the deck that was holding the pancake off of the rest of the deck and use it like a plate. I did this twice. Then I saw an old person in red walking quickly away. He saw me and we had to get out of there as soon as possible. We all ran out to the car but there were these three small 8ish yr old kids who were hanging off of Frankie and he had to violently push them off. We started the car and went on the swirly path up the hill because surely the old man would have called the cops and they were headed down the main st. I was in the back seat and there was a blanket that I was trying to get under wile still watching what was happening on the outside. We passed these strange tank like machines that I knew were for construction and then I woke up.

Drinking and Bad Omens (FRAG)

I was drinking a lot, outside, and there was something about bad omens.

I'm going to be starting up again and it has been a while....

Harvard Pretending (FRAG)

I was walking around harvard pretending to all of the faculty that I went there. This made it super easy to make conversation with the students there. It was with a group of boys that something really cool happened but I don't remember what it was.

Starting Fires, Fighting Madoff

This dream starts with a false awakening. I woke up and I was on a dark colored, probably black, boxy couch. I looked around and I was in a very modern looking room. The color scheme was black and dark browns. There were panels that it looked like people dressed behind but the panels were hiding other couches. I saw on of my friends, Nikki, being followed around by two other girls. They were all laughing and looking at something attached to her foot. There was a chain attached to her black skinny jean and that chain was dragging behind it a metal match box looking thing. Every step she took it made sparks fly from the floor that it scratched. I asked her about it but I got little answer. Apparently this thing was new for everyone. Other people came out from behind the panels tried it on and danced and skipped with it. One guy ran and then did a sliding tackle, causing sparks to fly up like a dragon tail behind him. Nikki put it back on and started going around with it. She walked too close to one of the many couches and it lit aflame. Fortunately there were several fire extinguishers all around the place. Soon this became sport: setting things aflame then blowing it out. Some how this transitioned to several people, including myself, sitting in stations to blow out the flames where ever people started them up. At some point, it became apparent that we were in a war with a famous talk show host that had committed many crimes, including money laundering. My mind had instantly named him, Bernie Madoff. My ex, Olivia, put it on, caught something on fire and then we couldn't get it out. Me and my cousin, george, escaped and he gave me a small automatic rifle with a voice command grenade launcher. We headed down the hill and some zombie slaves of Madoff came towards us. I was able to shoot them in the head. We came next to a tree and I climbed it. George taught me how to use the grenade launcher. There was a switch on the nuzzle that would either turn the safety on or the grenade launcher, depending on which way you pushed, and once fired, you had to yell explode for it to go off. As a test I shot one right to the bottom of the tree I was at, where my cousin and Olivia were at and I yelled "Explode". I thought about what I was doing but it hit me right after I yelled so I jumped down right into the explosion. Lucky, there was no friendly fire in this dream so everyone was still alive. I then peppered the field of on coming zombies and then yelled explode. It was good.

These dreams were a little fuzzy

Race for James Bond

I was involved in some sort of race to France I think it was. There was more dream before this I just don't remember it. Somehow, because there was traffic, I was convinced that I could beat all of the other cars on foot. After running on the highway for a long time, which changed and curved frequently, I arrived...first. The highway was almost like a video game highway in the way that scenery was always changing to keep things interesting. It wasn't like a real highway in the way that its long straight and boring. So I won the race and then I headed inside. It was a large ball (The dancing kind) and my dream turned into a watching experience. I was watching James Bond as he hid on the balcony level with a jade figurine on his head. His lady friend walked up to him and asked him what he was doing. He explained that at this ball, they were celebrating the purchase of the last ancient arabian sky scraper. He was here to stop the moving of the sky scraper because that would leave the arabians with nothing, which would effectively piss them off, sending the world into WWIII with nukes and the likes. This would cause catastrophic earth quakes in America, the likes of which have only been nearly seen in California. A quick reel played in my head of old fashioned cars almost running into new pot holes except the reel was of noticeable bad quality with horrible actors and visual effects.

Suddenly I was in my house with my friend Tre, and another guy and we did a rap battle. I remember that I asked if we would switch off every 4 or 6 and he said 8 then switched off at 4. This irked me...

Hide The Prostitutes!

I had hired a prostitute. She was blonde, long legged, and very beautiful. We had a lot sex in my bed which I'll spare the details. Time goes on. I hear a door open to my house right as I finish. Obviously I' freaking out so I tell her to get dressed and I run out and go to greet whoever it is. It's my mom's friend (who I made up). She was a short black woman wearing darker earth tones kind of dressed how I would expect a gypsy from long ago to dress, with an ornate shawl and other stuff. She says hi to me and I'm still shirtless but we have pleasantries and all that. The prostitute comes out of my room and my mom's friend looks trouble. "Who is that?" I quickly tell her that it was one of my neighbors who was in the area and decided to drop by. My mom's friend believes this and then I hear more car doors slam shut as more people arrive. I rush the prostitute into the garage and ask her if she has a ride or if I was supposed to give her one. The reason I asked was because this prostitution service was a call and deliver kind of thing. I called and she was delivered. She wasn't answering me which was making me even more stressed out. I could hear more people enter the house. For some reason there were a lot of people coming into my house and I did not know why. Finally she answered that a ride was coming for her and all I had to do was stall.

I opened the garage door and took her outside and into the front lawn. More people saw her, they were not family, and asked so I told them the same story. They gave her a lawn mower and told her to get started on the lawn. Reluctantly she did. While I made my way back into the house, my mom's friend told me that she was having trouble with the lawn mower. I looked, and instead of going in rows, she was mowing diagonally and was not hitting a bunch of grass. Silly prostitute! I told her how to do it correctly but then brought her back to the garage where she could be seen less and I think it was then that her ride came. It was a beaten up red gremlin, and the woman driving that did a horrible parking job. I got the woman to come back to the garage. She was hot too, probably another prostitute. I told them that if anyone asked, they were my distant cousins that were just in the neighborhood. I was only slightly aware that I had changed the story from before but I didn't mind too much. I shooed them away and they ran to the car and I could hear the screeching of tires. Finally safe! I waled out of the garage only to see that they had hit the curb rather hard and the front fender of their low riding gremlin was bent in. I ran up, told them that it didn't matter and rushed them off. Finally...safe.

Resistance and Arrest

I was running from the cops. I don't know what I did. I arrived at a school and ran in. A lot of my friends were there and my friend, Jon, was head of my security detail. The whole place was like a hidden hang out. I stayed and played pool for a while but then Jon yelled out that the cops were here and we had to get out. Everyone went to go fight but since i was priority, I exited through the back. Jon was yelling that they had tear gas. My friends were slowly losing the battle. I ran until I saw a creek. I jumped in, but it was only about knee high. I waded under a bridge and laid back so only my head was visible. I then watched some of the cops pass me by.

Rocks on the Beach (FRAG)

I was at this rock cliff side where there was a beach down below. I was with a girl that wasn't my girlfriend. We climbed our way down and started playing on the beach. I was barefoot and the rocks hurt my feet.

I wrote this down on my ipod touch earlier then deleted it believing that I already posted so I'll give the short version since that's all I remember

Greek Myths

My mother was a teacher of Greek myth although in my dream, greek myths were actually the history. They became gods that we made statues of. I learned how to make a bust of one out of aluminum. I went into my mom's lecture class and showed her, interrupting the class. Every student left. I then remembered my improv team had a show. I forgot this stole a t-shirt and on the way to running to my car, ran into the rest of the team in the cafeteria. I ate some fries...

That was the speed version

Careful with that Crossbow...

I was giving a presentation on Medieval and Revolutionary weaponry and me and my partner were dressed up in English Army garb from around the era of Captain Jack Sparrow. We were showing off a giant cross bow and we were going to use it. I got a rock for my partner to shoot at and he kept pointing the giant crossbow (it was like a very large wheel barrow with a crossbow on it...) at me in a joking fashion. I was laughing and dodging his aim at the same time. My laugh was a mix between "Ha this is great fun joking with you!" and "Crap this guy is crazy and I'm nervous".

Black Farmer (FRAG)

I was a farmer and no one would give me supplies because I'm black.

Try Living Without Money

I was in what was close to my house with a black girl and my mom. They were arguing about something dumb but I don't remember what it was, I just wanted the argument to be over. I got in between them and told them to calm down and my mom just wouldn't shut up. The we got into an argument about how she doesn't listen to me. For the first time ever, I stormed out of the house. She yelled out, "Try living without money!" in an attempt to get me back in the house. I didn't listen and kept walking. It was night and I was walking up a green grassy hill. There was a pathway with some street lights around it but I wasn't on there. I passed my cousin, Asia, and she was walking the opposite way and was on the pathway. She said hi as she passed me. I looked and noticed that she was bald shaven. I kept walking. At the top of the hill was a rom with all glass walls. It was a computer lab. Before I got there, a guy, for some reason, wanted to fight me. We got into it a little and like most dreams that I get in fights in I became heavy and it was difficult to move. Our fight continued into the computer lab on the top of the hill. Because I was getting so heavy I did something I think is interesting. I took off three sweatshirts (recently as it is winter I've been wearing layers of sweatshirts). I was instantly tens of lbs lighter, and my sweatshirts aren't tens of pounds. I started putting everything I could into fighting him. I was tackling and throwing all of my weight (not much) at him but I was careful to not damage the computers. AFter the final time of taking him down, I ran out of the computer lab. The top of the hill on the other side was a cliff that fell into the sea. I jumped off the cliff, and faked my death. I later climbed out at another point, safe.

Thieves (FRAG)

There were a group of kids that had set up a wild kind of refugee camp in front of my house. One of them kept trying to convince me to let him stay in my house while I went a way to school. I refused knowing that he was also a thief.

Disappointed

I was sitting on the ground at a track and field meet and this 18 yr oldish white guy with blond short hair (almost buzz) and green uniform comes staggering towards me. He was crying horribly, practically drowning in his tears. He comes and collapses next to me, still sobbing. His parents are close in tow telling him that everything will be alright and that they are still proud of him. The guy sobs and says that he still lost the race and that his parents were using a sarcastic tone that was not nice. They were being kinda sarcastic, but I didn't see the next part coming. He got up slowly and walked out of my vision and I heard glass breaking. His parents ran toward him, yelling in shocked horror. I learned later that he had thrown himself through a window. The broken glass had killed him.

Piano Chords

I was at my friend, peter's house, and then justin walked in holding taylor's hand. This was an unusual combination. Justin sat down and told me about how he was single and he only had time for "mixing and matching" as he called it. Basically hooking up with everyone. Taylor kneeled down on the chair and they started making out. I chose to sit back towards taylor in the same chair (which was pretty deep) and starting kissing her calves. This was very strange because I'm not at all into the devil's threesome. I see someone walking into the room out of the corner of my eye and stop and sit there and pretend to mess around on a piano in front of me. It was the band director. He asked me what I was doing and why I didn't stop any of this and then he told them that they were drinking away their prom. By drinking away he meant drink saliva...He leaves and I start messing with these strange pianos that were in the room. There were three of them and they were very small. The buttons were weird too because they were not keys but they were actual buttons. I kept trying to play chords C7-D/C but it wouldn't work. When others tried it it would work but not when I did it. I should've become lucid from that AT LEAST.

Tried Flying Again

I stopped writing in my DJ because senior year is getting busy but since it is Xmas break I decided to get the ole attempts for dreaming again. I didn't want to post in the online journal until I could get a lucid dream but I had worked on dream recall for about a month and I started looking for dream signs in real life to so it was only a matter of time.

The dream before becoming lucid as always is a little blurry and short. I remember I was driving somewhere from this park. At the park when I got into my car, which was on a weird grassy tiered parking lot structure, I noted that the dick next to me had scratched my car while opening his door. I had checked my car because he was parked so close next to mine. His was a black sleek luxury sedan and mine was my trusty ford escape, not a bad car by the way. So while opening my door I "accidentally" left a long ding in his while I saw him walking up to me. He was a preppy looking dick with a lettuce hair cut. I quickly got into my car and started to drive away. One of the things looking back that I may have noticed was that my gas gauge was different. It was a small neon green array of dots at the bottom of the dash. I still had the red pointer thing that rotated on an axis but the dots were in a line unlike usual meters in modern cars. Also I was way out of gas and I knew that my mom had just filled up my tank last night so this was suspicious. But I noticed that the longer that I drove, the more the tank filled up. Also strange. So I finally got to my destination which was a strange strip mall and amusement park combined. It seemed to be mostly made out of this pale orange-y stone that seemed Mediterranean themed but the architecture that it was built in was sort of Mayan, but with less decor. I was driving my car to park in an underground parking lot but while I was driving a lady told me that there would be no parking spots here. I ignored her and kept driving on. There was a festival going on while I was driving and people were all in the middle of the streets dancing and walking around doing stuff. There was this one guy/girl dressed up as a japanese demon and kept taunting me as I was driving and wherever I would turn to drive they would run in front of me. Finally I slammed on the gas and almost ran it over and then no one got in my way. I finally made it to the parking structure, which I found doubled as a water ride, and parked my car in a neighborhood street adjoining. I went into the line that was the ride and then this middle aged lady who was with another middle aged lady and two old white haired ones convinced me that there was probably not enough time to do the ride (subconscious trying to tell me something with the repeated warnings?) so I decided to leave. There was an easy exit set of stairs right next to me so I went up there but then I accidentally (actually this time) bumped my shoulder into one of the older ladies. It was on accident so it was soft. The lady yelled "what's your problem!" I didn't know what she was talking about so I said, "Hey, I'm leaving ain't I?" Then the first middle aged lady yelled that I bumped her in the face. I apologized and stomped away pissed. I then saw a pair of brothers that I recognized (don't remember who they were now) and they were doing parkour. As a practitioner I always want to join in if such things happen so I stripped down to my under wear because the clothes I was wearing were far to troublesome to move efficiently in. They were trying a under bar through a long car and I wanted to try but we got kicked off the premises.

Somewhere in between here and going to their house that strongly resembled my house, I became lucid. I can never remember why I become lucid but that's never the important part. So we were in their house and in what would be my moms room. They were jumping on the bed and I was lucid. At first I was just participating like I was in a normal dream, then as they were jumping I tried ripping the bed apart with telekenetics. Didn't work but then again I rarely ever had good dream control. In fact I pretty much never did but I was usually able to do something. I really wanted to do something, anything, because it was my first time being lucid in a while! I told them I had to do something so I started to walk out side. It was exactly like my house so I knew the floor plan. As I was walking through the kitchen into the garage I remember thinking how Lucid dreams are always much more detailed than a regular dream. I've made this observation before but like I said, its been a while. I go into the back yard and start jumping and jumping, trying to fly. I notice that I'm jumping higher than in real life so this keeps me believing that i'm still in a dream. I was able to jump as high as the roof but I was never able to fly. After many depressing attempts, I awake...

I'm going to look up some things on dream control. I really want to get back in the swing of things.

Auto Christian vs Medical Christian

I was at some sort of christian camp and we (me some smaller kids, and a black guy counselor with a goatee). There had just ended a party of some sort and my friend, Peter, was there. We went outside to talk some more as a group. Outside was large forested area with legit cement roads. We had stepped out of a large white tent. There were tons of people walking around besides us. A little girl rode past us on a bike and I hit her and took it from her. Everybody looked at me and asked why but I just sped off as fast as I could. I sped around for actually a good 10 minutes or so and the whole group chased me around. When I stopped at the bottom of a hill, it took me by surprise when the little girl was the first to catch up to me closely followed by peter and then the rest of the group. We all accepted this as normal and then we started a lesson about Christians. In the world, there were 2 types: Medical and Auto Christians. I asked what was the difference and the counselor said that the Auto Christian had to put down a down payment on a car before joining any type of activity. This made sense at the time. He then read a bible verse about cheating on your spouse that went something like this. "Therefore whoever goes all the way to Palestine for a whore instead of using locals has another cherry to pick after human judgement..." Hint: Not a real verse.