I dream that I’m going grocery shopping with my cousin; we pick the usual supermarket, always the same one. We get bread, squid, beef. The police is waiting for us outside, I wear my Falcon wings (yes, the Marvel one) and fly away. I get home and find out my mom has been arrested; my dad and brother are waiting for me in the living room, they explain that the country is now under a dictatorship and we’ve lost our freedom of speech. How long have I been out, I wonder. And also, is the police listening to us through our phones? Dad gives me a green glowy sticker, he’s acting like it’s very important. I stick it to my mug and drink some tea; I’m now transported into a magical dream world where I can talk to my mom. I’m a small boy and she is Princess Leia.
Tag: flying
Here We Go Again.
(I have an important appointment today so of course I had a series of nested dreams where I woke up and tried getting ready only to fail miserably.)
It starts always the same way, I get up and go take a shower. Then I accidentally flood the bathroom, or panic because I’ve overslept and it’s only ten minutes until my appointment. One time my sister asks her friends to barricade themselves inside the bathroom just to spite me and they all smell and have greasy white people dreads. Another time there’s a dozen workers dressed in bright orange, staring at me from the bathroom window. A couple of times I just fly away and start having sex with people on the streets, because that’s what I do when I’m lucid dreaming.
It was Almost Harry Potter But Not Quite
I dream that I’m attending a magic school, the classrooms are beautiful greenhouses with glass walls. The headmaster id Sheev Palpatine and that’s not exactly reassuring. There’s a group of rich kids bullying me, I’m much more powerful than them so I try not to engage, or I’ll easily kill them. Eventually I make friends with one of the rich boys, he has black hair and blue eyes and he’s s bit shy. He introduces me to a girl who has a big secret: she has hidden insect wings and she can fly. I show them my secret too, I drop my disguise because I’m an alien, a Skrull with a bald green face and pointy ears
Various Adventures
I dream about a movie I’m watching/living: there are two (three?) high school girls running away, they travel through America, when they miss a train they realize they can fly and follow the train tracks from above through the mountains, they see a castle on a hill that is now a hotel. The movie feels magical and lighthearted at this point. The girls can look into someone’s eyes and see/grant their most profound wish. One of them turns a black and red fish into a human.
Then things turn horror, as the girls realize they never left their school, they are in the basement strapped to hospital beds, being fed hallucinogenic drugs by an evil nun. One of them is hugging a stuffed black and red fish. Only an hour has passed.
(I wish I knew how it all ended but this us all I can remember.)
Early in the morning I dream that I’m reading a Mickey Mouse comic; Mickey and Goofy are fighting some pirates in the belly of a ship, they run circles around them so fast they make them faint. Now they only need to defeat Captain Hook, but he’s gone to the bathroom because he needs to pee. I’m confused, can’t he just pee overboard? He goes to the bathroom but can’t find relief, why, why, oh why?
I wake up because I really need to pee.
(There was also a dream about a place, an underground cave below the ocean you can reach swimming in a certain direction. In that cave live the souls of all dead humanity, I wish I could remember more about it.)
I Was So Smug Right There In The End
I dream that I’m lured on a ship with a group of friends with the promise of ice cream. The ship is rather big and looks like it’s made of metal containers welded together. It can travel on road and also jump over hills, which we do.
My friends tell me they need to hide, so I suggest my uncle’s mountain house. We’re already nearby so we get off the ship and start to climb, arrive in the middle of the night. I say everybody be quiet because he’s sleeping. We hear the sound of a toilet flushing and my uncle appears on the door, he says we woke him up anyway and let us in. My friends are hungry so he says they can eat anything from his vegetable garden.
At this point I see my friends as if through an anime opening, and I realize we are indeed in a cartoon episode. I read online that fans are debating about the setting and I’m fuming because, of course it’s set in my town! Didn’t they see the buildings, the architecture? I go back and rewatch the flight of the container ship, yes, see there, how it jumps over a castle? That is my town’s castle, no doubt.
I’m looking forward to share my knowledge to the rest of the interenet, when my alarm rings, leaving me disappointed.
I’m Sure There’s A Name For This Phenomena
I dream that I’m trying to wake up, I want so badly to wake up but whenever I think I’ve done, it I open my eyes and I know the world I’m in isn’t real.
There’s my sister watching DC cartoons in my room (how dares she?) then I wake up again and I can hear her watching in the living room instead. I drag myself out of bed, find my dad, grab him by the jacket, beg him to wake me up.
I’m still asleep! I tell him frantically. This isn’t real! You have to come to my room and shove me out of bed, it’s the only way!
It doesn’t work. I wake up again and since nothing is real I decide to fly out of the window. I fly over a blue, shiny ocean, I get to watch seagulls up close.
I come across a flying carrier transporting giant containers. I know this is the villains, so I break inside a container using my super strength. I find thousands and thousands of my old books and drawings. I walk around the plane and make people have sex with each other, so I can watch.
Images
The building is a maze again, this time I know what to expect. I have sex with Lady Gaga. I ask my cousin to drive me to the mall, the black one that doesn’t exist. We fly on brooms, and we have to remember that space and distance are made up. Two Asian children playing golf.
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