mind adventures

2012-03-28

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I was a detective. I was working with some guy. Our first case was getting rid of a ghost. I don’t remember much of the details in between but I do remember getting a new manager and becoming rich. I start flashing all my money at casinos and live the good life blah blah blah. Then I meet this girl. We become inseparable. Eventually I lose my money (I forgot for what reason) and then she leaves me for a lesbian vampire drug addict. My manager leaves me, all of my friends leave me. I become depressed and alone. I walk around and see that all of my former friends have also become drug addicts.

I call up some girl and start talking to her. We end up kissing and she runs away. She says ‘OH SHIT I FORGOT THAT THEY KEEP A LOOKOUT ON THIS PLACE’ I already knew what she meant; her boyfriend was a big time drug kingpin who had a big drug fort with a grow room and drug factory inside. Suddenly I was trapped inside the fort and everyone was looking to kill me. She hid me inside a hidden room that some other guy lived in. He was the only one there who didn’t want to kill me. I hid under some blankets and prayed that they would stop searching for me so I could escape.

Finally they stop and then I plot my escape method. I couldn’t exit from the balcony because everyone would see me. I would have to try my best to blend in and walk out of their alive. I exit the room and suddenly bump into a BIG ASS gangster-looking guy. He says ‘what the fuck were you doing inside that room there with her?? are you the fucking kid we’re looking for?’ I’m so nervous that I just let out a little ‘no.’ He says ‘IF YOU WANT ME TO BELIEVE YOU THEN YOU GOTTA MAKE ME BELIEVE YOU. WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FATHERS NAME??’ I yell out ‘NO I DIDNT FUCKING DO ANYTHING WITH HER WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING ABOUT, MY FATHERS NAME IS ———’. He says ‘louder!’ I walk about 2 inches away from his face and yell it at him. He says ‘this kid has balls’ and lets me go.

The fort is a gigantic maze of doors and locks and other stuff. The girl had left me so I was now alone to guide my way out of this mess. Eventually I find the exit and everyone thinks I’m lost because I’m a new guy. I open the exit gate when suddenly BAM, a big spotlight focuses over me and someone shouts over the intercom. Everyone starts chasing me. I suddenly have a chicken in my hand. I climb the gate but the chicken gets left behind. The intercom voice says ‘aw look at that little chicken. he’ll fit fine our….’ He moves the spotlight over to a burgerking they have built in the fort. I yell out ‘NOOO NOT MY CHICKEN!!!’ I climb the gate, grab him, and bring him with me. I climb about 5 more gates then the dream turns into something completely different.

I end up at the front of a house with a gigantic woman in front of it who is trying to cut an indestructible chain. the end.

Edit: During the part when I was trying to escape the fort I was so worried about death. Then I realized that this was all a dream and that I wouldn’t really die. I probably could’ve entered a lucid state if I said ‘so fuck this lets do whatever the fuck I want,’ instead I wanted to play along.

2011-11-24

11/23/11

At first I was in my house drinking. I was with a group of friends. There was a girl named Lucille/Lucy, a pretty young blonde. I don’t remember who she was supposed to represent because I don’t know anyone named Lucy but she still seemed very familiar. I remember losing all inhibitions and going for the shot. I jumped on top of her and kissed her and she liked it. We kept on making out.

Then I remember hanging around outside of school and some black kid (forget his name and what he looked like) invited me over to his house. I spent a couple days there doing a bunch of crazy shit. I remember I somehow got adderall and started snorting some. It hit me hard and I was all sped up chattering about a bunch of shit. His house was modeled after my friend Barbara’s basement I think. It’s a big mess of a basement, graffiti all over the walls, stolen stop signs painted with nonsense, and mattresses that lay on top of crates. I got my hands on more adderall and then after I snorted it, I went to school.

I must’ve looked pretty high. I was very confident. Talking to everyone. Not doing shit in class. I remember I was in a math class and the teacher was some fucking annoying ass Italian teacher named Mr. Donini from the first high school i went to and dropped out of. He told me to pay attention and I said ‘ahh fuck that i already passed math’ and then I left the classroom. I started chatting/flirting with my pretty ugly Biology teacher.

Wait, let’s take this back a step.

I don’t remember how but before all this I ended up taking a hot asian chick into the bathroom and fucking the shit out of her. She told me she had a boyfriend but I said ‘fuck your boyfriend he’s a little asshole.’ After that I ended up going to math class, leaving, blah blah blah.

So I was flirting with my biology teacher and I could tell that she was coming on to me. She got up to talk to some other teachers. A compilation of Cher moments was giving on the television and Cher was naked in almost every scene. My biology teacher ran up next to me and sat down and said ‘I want to watch this with Jose.’ Eventually we RAN into the bathroom. She ran into the women’s room and I ran into the men’s room. There was a door in between that let people walk into the neighboring bathroom so I went into the lady’s room and started making out with my teacher. I asked her ‘are you sure that door is locked?’ she said ‘yea it should be.’ I ripped off her clothes and started fucking the shit out of her ass. Her vagina was weird looking. When I was about to cum, an old lady opened the door and saw us. I said ‘please can you just not tell anyone please?’ she said no and ran away to tell the principal.

The biology teacher and I put our clothes on and ran out of the building as fast as we could. She jumped in her car and drove off after kissing me one last time and then I was just hanging around outside of school looking for the black kid so I could go to his house and snort more adderall and shit. Suddenly the chinese girl’s boyfriend pops out of nowhere and starts yelling at me. I punched him in the face and hopped in my car and left.

2011-11-13

11/13/2011

Really weird dreams. Weird. I remember that I was in my house drinking wine at a family gathering. Jessie Agnew was there. For some reason my dad kept talking to her and she was ignoring me but eventually I finally got personal quiet time with her. I drank like 2 bottles of wine. Eventually my dream started going all over the place. I was at a doctor’s office and I had to steal pills for someone. Not drugs but medication my sister needed because she doesn’t have insurance. I accidentally pricked myself with a needle because someone left it in the most weird spot so I got hepatitis.

Then after the office I went back home. I also must add that I was wearing a fancy suit throughout the dream. I was dating 3 people. One of them was Jessie and one two were some other girls I know IRL. All of them just represented the same thing and they each played the same character, it just kept changing from between the two of them. I took Jessie with me to my friends house where there was alot of black people who I didn’t know. I started to get jealous because I know that Jessie likes black people. Eventually they all wanted Jessie for themselves so they kicked me out. I kept calling her but she wouldn’t pick up her phone. I felt terrible. I wasn’t gonna go out without a fight so I ended up getting my ass kicked by 3 guys. They also took my suit for some reason so I had to go all the way home naked.

2011-11-07

11/7/2011

ok so in my dream..

I was at a family gathering at some weird house that looked like it was a distant part of my childhood. I walked into one of the rooms and the room was magnificent. It had a weird neon color paint but the film posters on the wall and all the glitch art made the room look really cool. At first I thought the room belonged to blameaspartame because there was a poster that said BLAME (something i dont remember). So then I started looking around the room and I found a pile of obscure dvds. I looked inside the closet and saw PILES AND PILES OF BOOKS. Too many titles to remember but I remember that one of them was a Hemingway book on Chinese Mythology? There was a book by Hunter Thompson called, “Transmutation Blues” (well i think i might have just combined it with a url i follow called Transfusion Blues but I distinctly remember that the word Transmutation was in the title and I guess the plot had something to do with drugs mutating someone?) But anyways, this and also a book called ‘On The Road’ written by Rick Moranis (a sci-fi adaptation of on the road) caught me eye and I reallllllly wanted to take them.

So then I invited my cousin’s wife’s father-in-law into the room because I know he likes to read. He couldn’t believe all the books that were there. He told me that they were all first editions and he couldn’t help but steal some of them. Since he had a big jacket and a car, I asked him if he could take Transmutation Blues (it was a really long novel) for me which he did. I was able to fit the sc-fi version of On The Road into my pants because it was just a little novella.

So yea, that’s the end.

2011-09-30

9/29/11

This one is pretty interesting. I was at a college with a guy who I can only describe as a ‘bro.’ Our personalities in this dream reminded me of characters from the show ‘Blue Mountain State.’ I had alot of confidence in this dream. We were having a bunch of fun goofing around and preparing for a party later on tonight. We met up with these 2 hot girls and went out to drink. Before I knew it, we were all outside drunk as hell singing and just having a bunch of fun. Suddenly, a heavy storm hit. A bunch of thunder and the rain was just POURING hard as fuck. The wind started to pick up and it began to feel like a hurricane. I was freaking out and I grabbed onto a telephone-tree pole and held on for dear life. I started to think ‘goddamn, maybe this wasn’t the best idea. how did I end up here?’ After a couple minutes the terrible weather stopped and I met back up with my friends. It turns out that my bro’s girlfriend ended up dead and it devastated all of us. Then it was the next day and I tried not to think about it and get his mind off it. I remember walking around and smoking a joint with him. The pain felt so real, I felt like I knew her for so long.

2011-09-26

9/25/11

I should’ve wrote this dream down as soon as I woke up but I enjoyed it so much that I ended up laying down in bed for a while to reminisce on the memory. I was at school and it was prom night. Everyone was all dressed up and shit and my date was a beautiful girl named Marissa. I cannot describe how beautiful she is. She was my IRL crush in art class last year. She has such a classic conventional sort of beauty to her and her smile is just amazing. In my dream she was wearing a red dress with a VERY exaggerated ass and I could even see that she was wearing a thong underneath. I don’t really remember much details now but I do remember that I felt like a little school boy. I remember being so nervous and talking about the most random stupidest stuff. It was great. I wonder if I’ll ever see her IRL again.

2011-09-24

9/23/2011

Had a dream that a chocolate factory set up some convention or something near my house. We ended up winning a contest and won boxes and boxes of chocolates. This never really happened in the dream but I was there to see the aftermath which was a hallway packed with boxes and hundreds of cars surrounding my house. The main part of this dream wasn’t the chocolates, however, it was my grandma. It was the day she decided to commit suicide and the family wanted to help her out. They mixed a bunch of stuff along with heroin to give her a gentle death (even though I pointed out that respiratory depression caused by heroin isn’t a pleasant thing). She downed the drink and we all sat around here in a circle, sharing her final moments on this planet. I was crying but I was really thinking about the heroin my dad used to put in the shake and where he would’ve hid it. I looked in the fridge for some reason and saw alot of weed and heroin bags. My dad pushed me aside and took all the heroin baggies away but I grabbed one and made it look like I was reaching for a bag of weed.

2011-09-11

9/09/11

Ok in this dream I wasn’t really me, I was playing a character in a story. At certain parts I felt like all I could do was watch and in others it was me controlling the character. I was a kid in middle school and I had an Indian friend. We were both losers but we were both best friends who had each other. He told me a story about how his little brother committed suicide and his father never forgave himself for it. Then we somehow got popular and everyone loved us. Then he started talking shit about me and got everyone in the school to hate me. I went to his house to fight him but then he kicked my ass. After the fight I gave a ‘heart felt’ speech about how he ruined my life and I’ll never forgive him for it. Then I left the house while his mom cursed at me. I wait outside then a couple minutes later his mom yells and his dad runs outside crying. All the neighbors gather round to see what’s up. The Indian kid killed himself and I put my revenge on not only him but his father. I smilled and laughed then met up with a bunch of kids from school who basically said ‘wow that kid was gay lets be friends again’

2011-09-08

9/7/2011

Ok I remember walking on the streets in the ghetto and then some black guy slapped my back. I turned around and said ‘What the fuck?’ then he starting wildin’ out and threatening me. Then he tried to jump me with a bunch of his friends so I started running. I ran past a McDonalds and my friend stopped to say what’s up to me. I told him that these black guys are chasing me for no reason so he told me to hide in the McDonald’s playplace, so I did. I remember hiding in those tube slides lol.