Gods of Dream.

  Ii was going to see a band i hadn’t really known that well before, but i had met someone that i knew was going to be at this show. I have a vague recollection of wanting to “psych myself up” for their live performance, but i was in a new city (felt like san francisco?) and i didn’t have my bearings about me. I met an EMT while i was out at an… office?... and i think they checked my breathing and vitals and i was told i needed to get breathing treatments. So i made an appointment for a week down the line (or so it felt) and was going to come back and get the treatments in a few days. She gave me a paper with stats written down, but none of it meant anything to me. I think the notes were in my dad’s handwriting. When it came time to do my breathing treatment, i was at the hospital in a waiting room and was vaguely aware of my friends returning from a vacation and they wanted me to come by their outdoor barbecue/picnic after the treatment. I eventually ended up getting put in a whee...

I had a dream that Dave still worked at vitamin world and he asked me to work there 2 nights a week to do him a favor and help out. But i still had to work at starbucks as well but for some reason i couldn't work the two extra days (i think bc in my minds eye now the drive was like over multiple states) so I had to work up a scheme to work 3 days there but make it seem like i was doing 5 days while also tricking my employees to think i was “supposed” to only work 3 days. [For clarity: I was going to work 2 days at VW, and was expected to work 5 at Starbucks, but I was only going to work 3.] nathan fillion was the vitamin world DM and the dream jump cut to me in a conference room table with him and he had this huuuuge folder of notes and printouts and it was all our old closing paperwork and he was saying that he was taking all of us out, the whole old team, bc we were getting out too early for what we were supposed to be doing and he also was saying he saw the antics we were pullin...

  I was at a symposium type of ordeal. We were being sorted into different aptitudes, and i happened to get something about organization. I think they were testing my ability to organize sentences into important order while someone talked? That talk turned into an NHL hockey game, but i was paying so much attention, it felt like i was watching it on television. It was a long time before i realized that i wasn’t watching it on TV but it was happening in front of me AND there was no other crowd other than the gathered “students” there. Sidney Crosby scored a 140th instance of some kind of record and that’s when it really stood out. It was like they lifted some kind of railroad crossing arm and allowed way more people into the arena and people were flooding in to their seats. I take a step back and i realize that we’ve been in this sort of larger media booth that feels more like a student auditorium. One of the girls running the “class” came up to me and asked somewhat innocently, hey...

  i remember starting specifically in the back room of belle hall and cleaning or finishing cold brew and talking about an incredible hulk scene that's so sad and that in some way he lost his child and the scream that the hulk let out was so desperate and loud it was one of the best of all time, like you could really feel the emotion. A coworker went up front through the backroom door and I tried to recreate the scream but my voice wouldn't come out.  later that night myself and two coworkers leave together talking about going to another city for a dj set that bigger coworker was going to run. he had his trunk stacked with his gear and we were all excited to go. we drive separately to his house bc we’re all going together and were going to spend the night there in the new city. He keeps boasting about how he knows where it is. We get to his house to drop off the cars and end up going into their house and it's kind of awkward in the house. I think their spouse doesn't kn...

  i had a dream i was in a resort. like a brightly lit, very beachy, everyone wearing white type of place. i was with a group of women and it was for a massive event. maybe bachelorette party. something where one of the women was being celebrated. i didnt know the woman but cassie pinner was one of the women there and laura from carissa’s work at betsey johnson was there. it was from her dreadlock days, not her bald head days. i was having a really great time and felt like i was being very entertaining and warm and fun and we laughed a lot and got surprised by how good things felt, often. there was a sense of timelessness, like nothing was going to end, and even if it did, we werent going BACK to anything. there was also a safety of not having to undersell or undercompensate for not being attracted to any of these women. it was all a very clear and direct sense of platonic joy that was equally reciprocated. the mode was coated with a fantastic ease. 

  My dad is in the ICU right now, likely going to pass in the next few days. I’ve been contemplating a lot of the logistics that are going to take place over the next few days, if not weeks. I’m trying to figure out a lot of the little things that are going to be actionable and a lot of the ways that things truly won’t be all that different in a very intimate and immediate way, but the weight of reflection has really taken on a different shine. It’s given me a lot of thought about legacy and the way that memories end up being our avatar, a bastion to those who need to seek us out when we’re not there any longer. The light we cast is the light they have. If they chose to capture it, it’s what they’re going to sustain with.  Last night, or really, early morning after not being able to get too deep into a sleep, i had a dream that he was in a room with me. It may have been the living room I was in… but really, I don’t really remember the dimensions or the room itself. But he was ...

  i dont have the right words to capture this, although i have to try. i just woke from a dream with an emotion of such immense love and care and like… lifelong eternal friendship? being seen? but it isn’t about the person in it, but the person more represented a sense of affirmation that i needed? or was granting myself.  i was at work, and i was facing an ice bin or the mastrena and i feel myself being hugged from behind. two arms reach around me and meet their arms in the front of me and i think it’s kaleena. i look to my right and it’s jess (who is pretty short?) and she’s got her head on my shoulder talking to me, but her eyes are greener and her complexion is tanner and i’m feeling a sense of… appreciation and gratitude? kind of like an expression of thank you for being here, you are doing the right things, you are giving everything you are asked and required, and i start to turn, to be like hey man, thank you and she keeps me kind of at arms’ length and is talking to ...

 sent to Bill: i had a dream that we were at this very serious retreat that was about like keeping your emotions calm in business or something? and we were separated into a lot of different “classrooms” but there was one where we finally got together and it was in this larger auditorium type of room. and i got brought up on stage to answer questions about something. in that moment LITERALLY GANDHI shows up as a surprise guest and i’m trying not to laugh like fighting for my life trying not to laugh and gandhi brought like a “special book” and is talking to me and trying to show me and flip through the pages and bc i’m laughing all i can say is “…ohh” and you’re up front sneaking pictures and video with your cell phone and we are DYING laughing without laughing. 

  I’m unsure how the event began, but i can tell you that i was in Jacob Geller’s neighborhood, kind of like an area of suburbia. It was night. He was “home alone” meaning that he wasn’t living alone but his significant other (his boyfriend in this case, i believe?) was on a trip and was coming home that night. I don’t know what we were talking about but it seemed more like he was guiding me through something and trying to keep me focused on something or other. I kept feeling the camera roll off into the corners of the room, kind of like the camera stick on a controller having “stick drift” but as he would talk, it would lock me back into the vision of the conversation. There is a gap in between when he and i were speaking the first time and then when i went back to his house but the events that happened between those nodes were really impactful to the overall sense of the dream. I walked through a school yard which reminded me of Abbey Lane’s open field, just outside of the playgr...

  I was at this amazing hotel and it was with work. It was a combination of old gamestop managers and current starbucks managers. This means very little in the overall scheme of things, outside of the fact that so many of them seemed to be talking about how annoying it was to be at this all expense paid conference at this truly incredible hotel (subway lines between buildings; bathosphere elevator system) and they spoke mostly of how annoying things at work were. I think some of that has to do with their level of commitment to work, as that’s sort of how i operate in the real world, but to nitpick and dive in to the nitty gritty of the workplace HERE of all places was really bothering me. In this dream, though, i don’t remember much of the actual details of their complaints or dialog, just that it was following me everywhere. I left an entire pile of luggage at a railway station because i was walking away from them to avoid it. I went down the elevator to have a drink at a HUGE hot...

  We were in this cabin out in some remote area. Not too far out of the way of a main “town” area, but if you didn’t have a car you’d be there until you could reach out for communication. I was living in a house with four cats and then “next door” to that was some kind of facility where an experiment was going on. It was unclear whether it was with an alien or an entity or a portal, but they[/we?] were doing tests on it to ensure its safety and it was also a benevolent energy that didn’t want to harm us. A new ‘stranger’ came into the area we were in and would drive by a lot in a rusted looking car. One time he got out of the car and was incredibly belligerent, basically threatening us and telling us he was going to kill us and the thing that we were doing experiments on. There were a bunch of us working at that lab and we all worked together to set up a series of “traps” and also little alarms and things that we could lay that if the stranger came around and tried to get in, it wo...

  i dreamed i think i was dating or spending a lot of time with the girl Dori from Demon Coppherhead but she was a mix of a few girls in real life. she was with someone else but spending a lot of time with me. her boyfriend was making her sad and she would call me and we would talk and i had made no uneven remarks, i didnt want to be her friend, i wanted to be with her and she knew that. she just couldnt make the push away from him. we were going out a lot, spending a lot of time out of the house and i finally picked her up one day in the city. she had been left there and was so sad, like, couldnt move. and she was sitting up on this divider or fence and i was leaning on it and she pulled my arm around her. and we sat there for a long time. i asked did she want to do something to get her out of this mood or did she want to stay in it? and she said she wanted to stay in it so i lifted her and put her down on the road with me and we kissed and she put her head on my shoulder. i asked...

  We were on our last day of some trip and i think there were a bunch of us all ready to go home or there was some kind of instance where we were all separating for something and we stopped at some kind of new resort. The feeling is that everything was new to us, but we all knew each other as well. We were walking down a road which was from the main area where we were (camp?) and were walking by these beautiful, beautiful vistas. Like, AI generated, no way they are real on earth, no way that they are places that haven’t been photographed before. One girl looked over the ledge of one giant valley (it looked almost like a massive meteor had hit it, so deep and round in the earth but it was covered covered in greenery and a huge waterfall. It looked like the rainforest and/or Ferngully.) and yelled the typical “Hellloooo” but her voice didn’t come back in a standard echo, instead it came back slower and lower, like it had altered her voice to be this giant thing. And when she spoke ...

  I had a dream that was time split into two parts. There is a girl who dances for the ballet company near the Starbucks I work at. Her name is Jillian. Somehow, me and Jillian are cast in this movie about a maze inside a house. This first part is as if I’m watching the movie. There are two elements of this movie, one was entering into the house from the outside, one is a bathroom scene with the two of us. We are both talking as we are in somewhat dark lit room walking into the house. It feels less like a home and more like we are going through tunnels or a sewer or something. The major camera elements show our face from the lower right side and the lighting is that of a candle or something. But that’s not what it looks like to the characters… to the characters, everything is pitch black. The reason that the lighting is on us is to show our facial expressions while we’re talking on our way in. At first, we think it’s the way the house is designed, we can hear each other speak from ...

 I was in either a class or a production job and was given the randomized assignment of making a production (contextless) of a mermaid who was rising up and trying to get out of the lower ranks of their caste to become something bigger and better and to also revolt against the caste system altogether. At this phase in the dream, I think I had already had this assignment waiting for me for some time and I was thinking that I had all of the info I needed mentally but hadn't spent the time actually preparing for it. I thought I would just go out there and wing it and in my mind, it was going to be performed on stage and I was going to have teal lighting and I was going to play a "dark, instrumental" version of 'Under the Sea'. When I got to "class" (which was outside on the street kind of like at an outdoor live music venue) the first "student" went up and he had all of this music set up along with a recorded video and his delivery of his informat...

I had a dream that felt like a nightmare where i was consumed with all of this foam. This was a dream at around 3:45 in the morning and it’s 5:50 now, so the details are a bit cloudy now, as if i can’t quite grip them, and in dream terms, it starts to feel as if i’m just kind of making it all up. But i had a thick white foam all over me, possibly spreading. I think i got it from touching a patch on the floor and it slowly consumed me over time. The weight of it was not discernible, but the lack of control i started to feel around my body began to rise, as if it were soaking me down like wet towels. It wasn’t the heaviness that made it feel denser, but the saturation of it. I think at some point, another man, some kind of agent was trying to wrangle me in and i ended up whipping foam at him from my enormously thick arm..

I had a dream that i had to close, but instead of just closing the starbucks i had to close an entire supermarket as well. And that meant not only counting the 16 registers (that was fin,e i could do it) but i also had to do all the floors and then do weird shit like closing the deli. This meant cleaning the huge piano that was there are twisting these glass bulbs onto different levers so that they wouldn’t get dusty (after i put the knobs on, the glass almost immediately started collecting dust) and also using specific chemicals to wipe down these blades that were in the ceiling and in the wall. It looked like a pizza oven but with a ton of blades. Like a huge version of a straight razor, kind of. I also had to spray for bugs. It was a huge hose attached to a massive perfect cube and i had to walk the edge of the entire store, hitting every point where the wall met the floor but also different places underneath furniture and underneath shelving. There were specific areas i could not s...

  I had a dream that started where i would be leaving work and driving home a very long way and started to find shortcuts through all of these different rural areas and it felt a little like red dead redemption where you’d find these massive open plains and swamps and forests, but the game itself while i was driving would start to look like old boxy racing games, and i would be driving up on the walls, etc. to avoid other cars and animals and trees, and then eventually as i was getting back to the highway, it would look like the sonic the hedgehog bonus game where you had to run up the sides of the half pipe. I noticed one guy was driving the same way home as i was and he started to follow me and he passed me on the road and he nodded at me, but he ended up dying as the sonic road transitioned to the regular road back home. Like somehow his nervous system could not adapt to the shift from half pipe to highway. Then i was “home” at this house that i lived in and Jack was there and K...

  It was very similar to stranger things. We were in a weird desert town and were with a little kid. i think cellphones aren't working or could be detected by “the nun” so we weren't using them. The kid we were with was able to shapeshift into a slug/crab thing but it wasn't a cool special power. That was  his natural form and his mother, the nun, found that very very special and he escaped her. He was on the run. you and i had him and had to leave everything behind and had no money but were wanted by the law. She caught up with us in a casino we were hiding out in. and we didn't know but a far aways off… he saw her and suddenly looked very scared whole grotesque face and he paused and far away we saw her and she saw him and she made long eye contact  with me and it felt eternal and timeless like i couldn't move and would never move again frozen in time them she screamed like SHE was terrified like a horrible scream he turned into his original form and you followed ...

  I was walking down a flight of stairs towards the beach. It was almost two stories tall and i started walking down them and ran into the back of a younger girl , maybe 13-16 years old. She kind of wasn’t paying attention and then started walking ahead at a slower pace and when i tried to walk past her she sped up. I started to feel like she thought i was following her so i started to slow down and then to stop and she mimicked my speed, almost wanting to stop but also not wanting me to pass her. I ended up walking at a regular pace and she walked into the same house i was going into, so i hesitated first but then went in. I realized the house i went into was not the house I thought it was and i started backtracking in my mind and started to suspect differences in not only the place i was but also the stairs i came down. Had they always been this steep? Had it always been on the beach? I had no clue at that moment where I came from.