Monday, July 9, 2012

Dream #467 (July 9, 2012)

This got crazy by the end.


I dreamt that I was at the Forecastle Music Festival shooting video of the main stage concerts there.  Wilco was playing to start it off, and I was running all about trying to get interesting angles, and having great fun all the while.

After the concert was over, there was a bit of a break before My Morning Jacket was to take the stage, which gave me time to charge my batteries and build a sweet set in an underground studio.

I had a bunch of 8-12-year-old kids working for me, and they carried a bunch of plywood, paint, tools, LED lights, and 2x4's down into the studio.  We carried these things through a labyrinth of preschool classrooms before reaching our destination.  Then I began to direct them as they constructed a set of beautiful warm colors.  I then spent some time lighting it well, then emerged from the depths back to the main stage as MMJ began to play.

After their set was over, it was time to leave.  Apparently the set that was just built had to be torn down and packed up.  I gave those instructions to the kids, and they followed them thoroughly.

After loading everything into an enormous van, I drove it back to the great dormitory where we all lived.

The kids unloaded everything as I carried all the camera equipment back to my room, which I shared with a spy.  I was talking with this man, who was wearing a tuxedo, as I began to unpack.  He was in a the bedroom while I was in the living room.  Suddenly, our door flew open and a man with an afro and an assault rifle slowly walked into the room.  He cocked his head as he looked at me.

I informed the man that he had the wrong room and that I was the only one in there, but as I said so, my roommate emerged from concealment and, after an awkward pause, was shot at.  He dove back into the room as I fell to my knees.

My roommate was killed.  The man with the fro walked up to me and shot at my head.  He missed but I acted as if he had not, and he, somehow, believed me and left the room.

I quickly got up and tried to tend to my friend, but he was already dead.  I immediately began packing my things for I was now on the hit list as well, for I knew everything my spy roommate knew.

I stealthily tiptoed through the halls of the dorm, carrying a couple duffle bags with some essential travel items inside, along with a camera.

As I was about to exit, I ran into my first grade teacher, Mrs. Cole.  She looked at me as if she knew what was going on, then allowed me to rob her of the money she was carrying.  This took place in front of her first grade class, and they looked at me in terror.

Then I heard a noise behind me and saw a couple of the kids that had helped me build the set earlier in the dream.  They told me that they did not want me to flee alone, and that they would join me in my struggle.

Then, together, we entered into my van, and I drove off quickly.


Then I awoke.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Dream #466 (July 1, 2012) - The Wedding

Only in my dreams have I been married.


The setup was interesting.

I was running late.  I sprinted down the locker-clad hallway (while wearing a tuxedo) until I reached the classroom in which a wedding was supposed to transpire.  I opened the door to the narrowest possible opening through which I could slide.

My attempt at being inconspicuous was futile, for everyone in the room, contrary to what I had expected, was standing around the bride, who was crying.

Curiosity led me to walk, without hesitation, up to the bride-to-be.  I asked her what was bothering her, and she, through tears and occasional sobs, explained to me the story behind her sorrow.

Apparently there never was a fiance in this affair.  She had planned this wedding hoping that the groom would simply show up and marry her.  (Though it sounds foolish in the mindset of reality, in the dream I completely understood).  She stood at the altar and waited, but nobody came.

I knew what I had to do.

Immediately I knelt down before her and asked to be that groom fro whom she had waited.

She showed her agreement with a hug and a kiss on the forehead.  We were immediately wedded by the priest, who had been standing beside us all the while.  Her parents thanked me, and wished us well as we left that place.

While I walked with this woman, who had become my wife, I began to regret my decision.  My whole life had changed with absolutely no transition.  Was I ready for this marriage?  Would I even grow to love the woman with whom I had united?  I knew so little about her.  Furthermore, I was troubled by the absence of my family; none of my relatives or friends had attended the wedding, and not one of them had the chance to meet the bride and bless the relationship.

I asked out-loud if I had made a mistake.  She turned to me and comforted me by describing the benefits of having a partner through life.

After walking quite a distance, we entered a great mansion.  The interior of this magnificent structure was dressed only with scarlet furniture, draperies, and decor.

We entered a great bedroom and I discovered that several of my wedded (or soon to be wedded) friends were there.  I was glad, for I felt that I could connect with them on a higher level because of my newly acquired marital status.

After talking with my friends for several minutes, my wife led me off into our sect of the bedroom (divided from the rest of the room by long, red curtains hanging from the ceiling).  She smiled at me and told me that she was looking forward to our life together.

As I relaxed in the bed I closed my eyes and wondered if this was right.  Surely I could not get a divorce, for I had no solid reason for it, but, at the same time, I wasn't sure that I wanted to be married at all, no matter how great was the woman lying beside.  An argument took place in my head within the dream.


Then I awoke.  I never learned the woman's name.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Dream #465 (June 28, 2012)

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.