This was bizarre, and a bit too long for me to fully record today.
I dreamt that I began to watch some special sumer episodes of Community very late at night on Hulu. When I began watching them, I entered into them as the character Jeff Winger. The rest of the study group and I were sitting around a crystal ball in a room of blue curtain. I entered into the ball, which took me into a new world.
Along the way, I had a Kafkaesque experience, turning into a giant insect.
This other world was primarily made up of red desert, though it had cities and shops (such as Target and Wal-Mart and Best Buy). When I arrived as an insect, I crawled around and found other insect people. They immediately respected me.
After many things that I don't have the time to record, I became the king of this insect world.
After this, I returned to the Community world and found the rest of the study group mutilated. Apparently the past had been altered, and I needed to return to the insect world to stop the group of insects that revered me.
I again entered the crystal ball and found Abed and Troy there. They were being beaten by insect people. As I walked by them, they handed me a piece of paper secretly. I took it and snuck into my Buick and read about how we were going to overthrow these evil insects.
As I was reading, I was caught by some guards. They took me to an authority figure among the insects, the prince. When they did so, the prince laughed, telling the guards that I was not capable of betraying them and he ordered them away.
He then told me I had to visit the magistrates office just to fulfill the requirements of the law, though he acted as if it were no big deal.
Before we went there, he took me into the bathroom to relieve myself. Neither of us were insects any longer. I had to drop a deuce, and all the stalls had toilets with very wide holes. Finally, the prince led me to a toilet that was my size. Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed a plunger and knocked the prince out cold.
Then I awoke. I'm sorry if the dream was a bit confusing, but that is how it was for me.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Dream #464 (June 22, 2012)
I dreamt this dream the night after working at a music festival (the Ichthus Music Festival).
I was again working at that festival in the dream, but this time it took place inside of a great gymnasium instead of outside. Jason, Josiah, and I (all from RemedyLIVE) were setting up a Fisher Dolly to get a sweet shot of the band and, after some curved track, the audience.
While we were setting up, Radiohead was playing, and they were excellent.
When we were ready for the shot, Dr. Dog came on stage and began to play "Jackie Wants a Black Eye" as we pushed the dolly on its course.
After we took the shot a few times, we tore down the dolly and track to move on to a different shot. After we finished tearing down, Eels began to rock the house. I had to stop what I was doing to watch E (the front man) do his thing for a while. For some reason, the gym cleared as he was playing, which was quite upsetting because he's so awesome.
After he continued his set, Josiah and I had to set up some lights for the next shot. For some reason, we couldn't agree on how to do it, and we almost got into a physical fight over the whole thing. It was ridiculous.
Then I awoke.
I was again working at that festival in the dream, but this time it took place inside of a great gymnasium instead of outside. Jason, Josiah, and I (all from RemedyLIVE) were setting up a Fisher Dolly to get a sweet shot of the band and, after some curved track, the audience.
While we were setting up, Radiohead was playing, and they were excellent.
When we were ready for the shot, Dr. Dog came on stage and began to play "Jackie Wants a Black Eye" as we pushed the dolly on its course.
After we took the shot a few times, we tore down the dolly and track to move on to a different shot. After we finished tearing down, Eels began to rock the house. I had to stop what I was doing to watch E (the front man) do his thing for a while. For some reason, the gym cleared as he was playing, which was quite upsetting because he's so awesome.
After he continued his set, Josiah and I had to set up some lights for the next shot. For some reason, we couldn't agree on how to do it, and we almost got into a physical fight over the whole thing. It was ridiculous.
Then I awoke.
Dream #463 (June 21, 2012)
Another dream involving Batman.
I was riding my bicycle in downtown Fort Wayne. I had building a rig on my bike that allowed me to mount a huge GPS screen (bigger than an iPad) onto the front of my bike. It was showing me how to get to the theater, for I was on my way to see The Dark Knight Rises at the local theater.
On my way, a gang of young adults threw stones at me until I fell off my bike. After taking me down, they surrounded me. Some began to kick me as others tore my GPS apparatus from my bike. They told me never to build something like that again, then they left me.
I got on my bike and finished my ride to the theater.
While waiting in the ticket line I told my cycling catastrophe to Jacob and Josh Cavinder (former students at Oregon-Davis High School). They both became very angry and told me they would avenge me.
Then the gates were opened, and everybody entered the theater.
The Dark Knight Rises was an awful movie (in my dream). It was happy the entire time. Bane repented of his evils at the end of the film and everybody had a picnic while sitting around the tombstones of Bruce Wayne's parents.
I eventually awoke.
I was riding my bicycle in downtown Fort Wayne. I had building a rig on my bike that allowed me to mount a huge GPS screen (bigger than an iPad) onto the front of my bike. It was showing me how to get to the theater, for I was on my way to see The Dark Knight Rises at the local theater.
On my way, a gang of young adults threw stones at me until I fell off my bike. After taking me down, they surrounded me. Some began to kick me as others tore my GPS apparatus from my bike. They told me never to build something like that again, then they left me.
I got on my bike and finished my ride to the theater.
While waiting in the ticket line I told my cycling catastrophe to Jacob and Josh Cavinder (former students at Oregon-Davis High School). They both became very angry and told me they would avenge me.
Then the gates were opened, and everybody entered the theater.
The Dark Knight Rises was an awful movie (in my dream). It was happy the entire time. Bane repented of his evils at the end of the film and everybody had a picnic while sitting around the tombstones of Bruce Wayne's parents.
I eventually awoke.
Dream #462 (June 20, 2012)
Belated post for an interesting dream.
I dreamt that I had the body of a 35-year-old man. I was wearing a brown suit jacket, and was walking with a high school girl, Tom Cruise, and Art Garfunkel. All four of us had entered into the bodies of other people. Everyone else was happy with their bodies, but I was not.
While the others enjoyed themselves, I began falling behind, desiring to go back through the transformation world (which I will soon explain) to retrieve a new body.
I finally turned around and ran into the woods and found the sacred green train car. Outside the car stood an conductor who did not speak to me when I entered.
Once inside the car, I dove through an old gate that was in there, which took me into another world. I ran through a field of tall flowers, over a bridge, and down a dirt road. At the end of the road was another gate, and, as with the previous gate, I dove through.
I returned to the 'real' world. When I settled down, I realized that I had a new form. Unfortunately that form was that of an adolescent female. I was extremely disappointed, and I immediately returned to the train car in the woods.
I went through the process three more times, becoming an old man, a little boy, and, finally, a teenage boy. In this last form I attempted again to go through the gate in the train car but found that the gate was gone. I desperately wanted to change forms yet again, so I yelled out to the conductor and asked him what I should do. He told me to climb up the inside wall of the car and throw myself onto the floor.
When I did so, I fell through a labyrinth of wooden doors and hallways for several minutes until finally I reached the other world.
When I got there, I realized that I had become Batman. It was amazing.
Before I could return to the 'real' world in that form, however, I had to overcome many obstacles that were reminiscent of the Super Nintendo game entitled "Batman & Robin."
Unfortunately, as I was about to fully attain Batman's form, I was awakened by Aaron Satterfield, with whom I was rooming for the week at a music festival in Kentucky.
I dreamt that I had the body of a 35-year-old man. I was wearing a brown suit jacket, and was walking with a high school girl, Tom Cruise, and Art Garfunkel. All four of us had entered into the bodies of other people. Everyone else was happy with their bodies, but I was not.
While the others enjoyed themselves, I began falling behind, desiring to go back through the transformation world (which I will soon explain) to retrieve a new body.
I finally turned around and ran into the woods and found the sacred green train car. Outside the car stood an conductor who did not speak to me when I entered.
Once inside the car, I dove through an old gate that was in there, which took me into another world. I ran through a field of tall flowers, over a bridge, and down a dirt road. At the end of the road was another gate, and, as with the previous gate, I dove through.
I returned to the 'real' world. When I settled down, I realized that I had a new form. Unfortunately that form was that of an adolescent female. I was extremely disappointed, and I immediately returned to the train car in the woods.
I went through the process three more times, becoming an old man, a little boy, and, finally, a teenage boy. In this last form I attempted again to go through the gate in the train car but found that the gate was gone. I desperately wanted to change forms yet again, so I yelled out to the conductor and asked him what I should do. He told me to climb up the inside wall of the car and throw myself onto the floor.
When I did so, I fell through a labyrinth of wooden doors and hallways for several minutes until finally I reached the other world.
When I got there, I realized that I had become Batman. It was amazing.
Before I could return to the 'real' world in that form, however, I had to overcome many obstacles that were reminiscent of the Super Nintendo game entitled "Batman & Robin."
Unfortunately, as I was about to fully attain Batman's form, I was awakened by Aaron Satterfield, with whom I was rooming for the week at a music festival in Kentucky.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Dream #461 (June 18, 2012)
Here we go now.
Last night's dream begin inside of some weird production house that resembled a home. Andrew DeSelm was directing a large team of interns. A few were running about doing odd jobs (making coffee, cleaning up spilled coffee, taking notes), a few were creating CGI characters on massive and powerful computers, and still more were shooting a video in an adjacent room.
Andrew shouted out a few directions to the actor of the scene, who happened to be Elijah Wood. Mr. Wood was standing in front of a green screen wearing hobbit clothes. He did not particularly approve of the direction given to him, so he stepped into Andrew's directing room and scolded him.
Andrew retorted back to him vehemently, making Elijah cry. This made things awkward for me, so I left.
I met up with Kyle and Kody Heffelfinger, my brother Mike, and Alik Hall, and we took off to Chicago in the middle of the night. We stopped at a large arcade/toy store, excited Kyle's car, and tried to find a way in. The lights were all off (it was 3 in the morning), and most of the doors were locked. However, I was able to get through a window and unlock a door for my friends.
When we entered, we turned on a few lights and observed the various versions of pinball, the enormous stuffed teddy bears, and the array of other games and toys. Suddenly, our fascination was interrupted by a shout from the owner's wife (I knew immediately that she was the owner's wife without her saying so). She was told us that the store was closed, and that we should leave immediately. She threatened to call her husband, which scared us greatly, so we ran out of a side door.
When we entered the parking lot, Kyle made a quick call on a pay phone. As he was finishing the call, I noticed that there was a man, with a ragged appearance, wearing a thick green jacket, sitting next to us. I then noticed he was carrying a gun. I nudged Kyle with my elbow and nodded toward the silver handgun.
Then the man got up, cocked the weapon, and entered the arcade, voice booming with threats. As we watched we were startled by the sound of an automatic weapon firing behind us. We turned and saw a large woman wearing a gray sweatshirt, carrying an AK47, shouting threats at everyone in the lot. I immediately fell face down on the ground with my hands and feet spread, showing her that I was of no threat.
At that time I thought about what it would be like to die, and what would happen to my spirit.
Eventually, the sound of police sirens brought peace to my mind. The violators were apprehended, and only then did I arise from my submissive position.
I found Kyle, Kody, Mike, and Alike, and we made our way to our car. We had to go through a strange garage in the process. There was an elevator that we had to take, but it was a bit broken. Kyle instructed me to jump on top of it as it passed us (it was a wooden elevator). For some reason I listened to him, and I hopped over the little wooden gate as the elevator shot past us. I landed atop of it after a brief fall. When I made it down, I climbed down the elevator and found that there were stairs that led me back up to where everyone else was, so my risk was pointless.
Then I found another way to where Kyle had parked the car: through a few wooden fences.
Then I awoke.
Last night's dream begin inside of some weird production house that resembled a home. Andrew DeSelm was directing a large team of interns. A few were running about doing odd jobs (making coffee, cleaning up spilled coffee, taking notes), a few were creating CGI characters on massive and powerful computers, and still more were shooting a video in an adjacent room.
Andrew shouted out a few directions to the actor of the scene, who happened to be Elijah Wood. Mr. Wood was standing in front of a green screen wearing hobbit clothes. He did not particularly approve of the direction given to him, so he stepped into Andrew's directing room and scolded him.
Andrew retorted back to him vehemently, making Elijah cry. This made things awkward for me, so I left.
I met up with Kyle and Kody Heffelfinger, my brother Mike, and Alik Hall, and we took off to Chicago in the middle of the night. We stopped at a large arcade/toy store, excited Kyle's car, and tried to find a way in. The lights were all off (it was 3 in the morning), and most of the doors were locked. However, I was able to get through a window and unlock a door for my friends.
When we entered, we turned on a few lights and observed the various versions of pinball, the enormous stuffed teddy bears, and the array of other games and toys. Suddenly, our fascination was interrupted by a shout from the owner's wife (I knew immediately that she was the owner's wife without her saying so). She was told us that the store was closed, and that we should leave immediately. She threatened to call her husband, which scared us greatly, so we ran out of a side door.
When we entered the parking lot, Kyle made a quick call on a pay phone. As he was finishing the call, I noticed that there was a man, with a ragged appearance, wearing a thick green jacket, sitting next to us. I then noticed he was carrying a gun. I nudged Kyle with my elbow and nodded toward the silver handgun.
Then the man got up, cocked the weapon, and entered the arcade, voice booming with threats. As we watched we were startled by the sound of an automatic weapon firing behind us. We turned and saw a large woman wearing a gray sweatshirt, carrying an AK47, shouting threats at everyone in the lot. I immediately fell face down on the ground with my hands and feet spread, showing her that I was of no threat.
At that time I thought about what it would be like to die, and what would happen to my spirit.
Eventually, the sound of police sirens brought peace to my mind. The violators were apprehended, and only then did I arise from my submissive position.
I found Kyle, Kody, Mike, and Alike, and we made our way to our car. We had to go through a strange garage in the process. There was an elevator that we had to take, but it was a bit broken. Kyle instructed me to jump on top of it as it passed us (it was a wooden elevator). For some reason I listened to him, and I hopped over the little wooden gate as the elevator shot past us. I landed atop of it after a brief fall. When I made it down, I climbed down the elevator and found that there were stairs that led me back up to where everyone else was, so my risk was pointless.
Then I found another way to where Kyle had parked the car: through a few wooden fences.
Then I awoke.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Dream #460 (June 16, 2012)
I wish I had more time to do this daily.
I dreamt that I was sitting in the bleachers at an Oregon-Davis High School basketball game next to Adam Pflugshaupt (former basketball teammate at O-D). We were discussing our lives as we watched. Somehow the O-D team was actually very good.
For some reason I was wearing long brown pants and a flannel suit coat.
After the end of the third quarter, I realized that it was time for me to go to class. I leapt over the side of the bleachers and slid down a pole there, and hustled out of the gym, through the rounded hallways, and into the classroom.
Teaching this particular class were Mr. Hirschy and Mrs. VanDeMark (who both still teach at O-D). Once I walked in, I sat down in front of an organ and began to play, showing the class that I had completed my homework.
After I finished, a girl that I'd never met stood up and read an excellent essay she had written on Jack Kerouac that was quite interesting. Then, before Abby Carver could deliver her presentation, my organ began to, on its own, play back what I had played before. I apologized and attempted to shut the thing off, but I was unsuccessful. Adam Konkey was laughing hardily behind me during the debacle.
Finally, the song ended, and Abby, then Erin Rosander (now Erin Morris I believe), were able to give their presentations. As Mr. Hirschy stood up to speak, my organ, once more on its own initiative, melodized the room. I was embarrassed, and I could detect a bit of annoyance on the faces of both teachers in the room (though most of my classmates thought it was hilarious). At the end of the organ tune, the old hymn "Blest Be the Tide that Binds" played, and all the room (excluding me) sang along. It sounded wonderful, but afterwards Mr. Hirschy scolded me for not knowing my equipment.
Then Adam Konkey and Abby Carver began talking with me about life and, for some reason, mathematics.
After the conversation was over, I complimented the girl who had read her essay as I walked out of the room.
The hallways were dark. I turned around and the classroom, though lit, was empty.
Then I awoke.
I dreamt that I was sitting in the bleachers at an Oregon-Davis High School basketball game next to Adam Pflugshaupt (former basketball teammate at O-D). We were discussing our lives as we watched. Somehow the O-D team was actually very good.
For some reason I was wearing long brown pants and a flannel suit coat.
After the end of the third quarter, I realized that it was time for me to go to class. I leapt over the side of the bleachers and slid down a pole there, and hustled out of the gym, through the rounded hallways, and into the classroom.
Teaching this particular class were Mr. Hirschy and Mrs. VanDeMark (who both still teach at O-D). Once I walked in, I sat down in front of an organ and began to play, showing the class that I had completed my homework.
After I finished, a girl that I'd never met stood up and read an excellent essay she had written on Jack Kerouac that was quite interesting. Then, before Abby Carver could deliver her presentation, my organ began to, on its own, play back what I had played before. I apologized and attempted to shut the thing off, but I was unsuccessful. Adam Konkey was laughing hardily behind me during the debacle.
Finally, the song ended, and Abby, then Erin Rosander (now Erin Morris I believe), were able to give their presentations. As Mr. Hirschy stood up to speak, my organ, once more on its own initiative, melodized the room. I was embarrassed, and I could detect a bit of annoyance on the faces of both teachers in the room (though most of my classmates thought it was hilarious). At the end of the organ tune, the old hymn "Blest Be the Tide that Binds" played, and all the room (excluding me) sang along. It sounded wonderful, but afterwards Mr. Hirschy scolded me for not knowing my equipment.
Then Adam Konkey and Abby Carver began talking with me about life and, for some reason, mathematics.
After the conversation was over, I complimented the girl who had read her essay as I walked out of the room.
The hallways were dark. I turned around and the classroom, though lit, was empty.
Then I awoke.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Dream #459 (June 5, 2012)
Not nearly as crazy as the night before, but a dream nonetheless.
I was in my grandfather's house in the middle of the night. I lit several candles and looked out the dining room window, but it was so dark I could not see anything. I opened the back door and I could still see nothing. It was as if nothing existed beyond the house.
Then the world became bright. Suddenly several former classmates of mine from Oregon-Davis High School entered the dining room. Amongst the people there were Adam Konkey, Adam Pflugshaupt, Justin Egger, Kassie Matusiak, Abby Carver, Erin Rosander, Brandon Porter, Brandon Surma, Ryan Jackson, Shawn Niles, Frank Harris, Mark Lantz, Morgan Ferch, and Michael Baughman (Morgan and Michael weren't in my class; they just happened to be there).
We all gathered around in a circle and, one by one, each person gave everyone else a life update. Adam Konkey began by talking about all the great job opportunities he had all over the country. Then Pflugshaupt did the same, as did everyone else. It was my turn to tell them where I was at.
I was nervous, for I was rather ashamed at my current life position, so I avoided the topic by telling funny stories, including a story of me dropping a load in my pants in an airport on the way back from Hong Kong (not a true story). I also told a story about black turkeys. After I finished that particular story, I asked Frank if black turkeys existed and he said no and laughed hardily. Then I offered everybody cereal from my special cereal cabinet. I lifted up one of the boxes (blueberry muffin tops from Target) and read some of the things out loud, and for some reason Adam Konkey couldn't contain his laughter. I kept reading, and he kept laughing, for several minutes.
Finally after that was over, Abby asked about film developing, and I told her about how I develop film.
It was soon time for everyone to leave, so I showed them out the front door. Nathan and his wife were there to pick Morgan up. I told him I wished he could have joined us, and he hugged me for some reason.
Then I went outside where a magician dressed up like a hillbilly Uncle Sam was performing. He had three large aqua-colored dumpsters. I went and peeked in each of them and saw that one was filled with action figures, another contained a golden retriever, and the third had a bunch of styrofoam.
The magician then made the retriever appear "out of nowhere." The three people there didn't even clap, for the smoke the magician conjured up hardly covered the hole in the dumpster from which the dog had come.
Then I awoke.
I was in my grandfather's house in the middle of the night. I lit several candles and looked out the dining room window, but it was so dark I could not see anything. I opened the back door and I could still see nothing. It was as if nothing existed beyond the house.
Then the world became bright. Suddenly several former classmates of mine from Oregon-Davis High School entered the dining room. Amongst the people there were Adam Konkey, Adam Pflugshaupt, Justin Egger, Kassie Matusiak, Abby Carver, Erin Rosander, Brandon Porter, Brandon Surma, Ryan Jackson, Shawn Niles, Frank Harris, Mark Lantz, Morgan Ferch, and Michael Baughman (Morgan and Michael weren't in my class; they just happened to be there).
We all gathered around in a circle and, one by one, each person gave everyone else a life update. Adam Konkey began by talking about all the great job opportunities he had all over the country. Then Pflugshaupt did the same, as did everyone else. It was my turn to tell them where I was at.
I was nervous, for I was rather ashamed at my current life position, so I avoided the topic by telling funny stories, including a story of me dropping a load in my pants in an airport on the way back from Hong Kong (not a true story). I also told a story about black turkeys. After I finished that particular story, I asked Frank if black turkeys existed and he said no and laughed hardily. Then I offered everybody cereal from my special cereal cabinet. I lifted up one of the boxes (blueberry muffin tops from Target) and read some of the things out loud, and for some reason Adam Konkey couldn't contain his laughter. I kept reading, and he kept laughing, for several minutes.
Finally after that was over, Abby asked about film developing, and I told her about how I develop film.
It was soon time for everyone to leave, so I showed them out the front door. Nathan and his wife were there to pick Morgan up. I told him I wished he could have joined us, and he hugged me for some reason.
Then I went outside where a magician dressed up like a hillbilly Uncle Sam was performing. He had three large aqua-colored dumpsters. I went and peeked in each of them and saw that one was filled with action figures, another contained a golden retriever, and the third had a bunch of styrofoam.
The magician then made the retriever appear "out of nowhere." The three people there didn't even clap, for the smoke the magician conjured up hardly covered the hole in the dumpster from which the dog had come.
Then I awoke.
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