X dreams 2018

1-24-18 Lost in a house

I am with a couple friends wandering the streets in a dangerous city. They lead me into a doorway to escape muggers and thuggers. This place starts out looking abandoned, a mess. Moldering towels on the floor. But I soon realize it is someone's house and they will likely kill us if we are caught in here. But I am lost and my friends have disappeared. I wander trying to find my way out. I have to hide as the husband and wife who live here go through the rooms. Hide under things like a dirty deflated air mattress in the corner. At some point the wife catches me and she makes me fuck her in exchange for my life. So I do and it's awesome. Unmade bed in a dirty room, floor so full of debris you can't see the carpet.

1-26-18 Some sorta holiday

I am celebrating some vague holiday at Mom's house. I am hiding some picture frames. It shall be like a Easter egg hunt. But it's not easter. I set the frames up against the wall beside Mom's room. Then I go into the bedroom beside the back bathroom. In plastic crates are various sizes of pastel Easter eggs, some bigger than footballs. I start picking the eggs up to take to my bedroom, which in the dream is in her house. But, I wonder, I am off work and I have enough time to search for these things all day while the kids are still in school. Hardly seems fair. I think about just taking one crate's worth of the eggs. But then I wouldn't know what to do with the empty crate.

1-26-18 Superstore

I get to work a few hours, many as I want at the Target superstore. The place is super confusing. I don't know the place, and I have a hard time finding things. But I stock all the backstock. Nothing left to so unless I find some other area with backstrock. I am feeling positive and strong. On my way out I see Tonya. I ask if she would like to fuck while I'm here. She doesn't answer quick enough, so I laugh and say, "Screw You, I'm out of here.

2-1-18 Space tunnel

I am sleeping in a long silver tube made from Moon landing gear. But it is so cold, Frozen air pumping from vents. I wander through the space tube cutting off vents that blow this frigid air.

2--2-18 New X-Men movie

I dream that before going to bed I thought that a new X-Men movie was coming out and they would somehow implant an intense dream about this new movie. A REM commercial. Then in this dream they are in fact, implanting a super-tense X-man dream direct into my sleeping brain and I know, I just gotta see this movie,.

Dreamnotes-I have been having recurring dream locations lately both border Maize. There is an old Beautiful Elf village, now in ruins, the tall wooden buildings, kinda German style can be seen above the Maize houses at one spot, near where a great highway runs on a Man made ridge. Associated with this ridge is rusted looking strange tall narrow hills. The hills have curving lines of tree limb like bulges. The bulges also look like blood veins and they have bands of lines down them. Like a biological form. Dreaming often of my old trailer. Clean brightly lit, I walk in and say "Ah", instantly refreshed. Dreaming of the old Maize Food Center store. They never have anything good to buy there and the staff and co-shoppers don't like me. I am an outsider, I don't belong. Up high, out of reach the kid's toys and magazines section. Normally some semi sorta interesting mags are up there but never the cool unnamed ones I want.

2-14-18 The Coyote

I dreamt I was w my family standing in south field among the prairie grass and I see coyote moving stealthily I point it out to them and to my surprise they see it too

3-4-18 Meet up with former dream characters

I am in a vast huge building with big wide tall white painted hallways. I meet a couple teenage males. They smile with recognition and ask how I am. I don't know who they are and they explain they are part of the teen group that came over with American Simpson in a dream I had last year. I don't go lucid but I accept and realize yes, I do remember you two from that earlier dream.

3-11-18 Civil war

I am at a city festival gone to hell. All these angry factions starting fights with each other. Skinheads open carrying guns, shots thundering, explosions, stabbings fist fights. And beyond all are lone wolf foreign agents, infiltrating the groups, like pro-immigration and pro-gun groups to do violence and move on. I realize the country is in a high-speed tailspin and it will probably fall. The only chance is for all these peoples to at least realize their strings are being pulled by others who only wish them harm. But with this much rage, the city streets look like a war zone and all is doomed.

3-17-18 Drive-in theater screen

I am in my backyard I see something odd in the distance. A fucking huge hill or a tiny little mountain. It seems someone put it there, we don't have anything like that around here. On top of it is a great Drive-in theater screen. I dreamt of a great screen in a similar area in grade school.

3-30-18 Tom Petty

There is a massive garage sale or some similar thing happening on the farm. I am at the end of the driveway pulling a cheap plastic shopping cart back. It looks like a light plastic toddler toy and there is a scruff of mud and yellow dried plant material on the front. A Man is walking down the lane with his son. I notice out of the corner of my eye the Man is staring at me. I turn to look at him and it's Tom Petty! Whom I know to be dead. "Tom Petty!", I say in excited. I look into his eyes. A total metallic cobalt, no iris, no pupil. It makes me feel he is now trans-human. I ask him what it's like to be dead. "There's a big sale going on", He says.

3-30-18 Cold feet.

I am at the end of the driveway and it is really cold out, below freezing. I am miserably cold and barefoot. I look down at my feet and see they are so cold and bloodless they are see through. Black transparent with little metallic flecks all through them. I can't feel my feet.

3-30-18 driveway again

I am walking down the driveway towards home when I notice a Man on the roof. He is dressed in a black one-piece bodysuit with a spiked cone on top. He has an arm length crowbar in one hand. I collapse with dread on sight. He yells "Hey look leave no room for no Jesus!", as he jumps off the roof, he runs straight at and right past me going about 80 miles an hour. I croak weakly, "Fuck you! Come back!", Meaning to fight him whether or not I am unarmed and I cannot stand.

3-31-19 The other garage

Where the old garden used to be a small garage is set up that hardly anyone uses, so I set up some of my stuff there. I am in my trailer hanging out with American Simpson and Alien Scrim when I get a call it's supper time, but I have something happening and I cannot eat then. Scrim goes to my Mom's house to eat while I and Simpson continue hanging out. After what seems like about 45 minutes I ask Simpson if Scrim went home, but he says he is over at the house eating still. We go into the other garage. I have a record player set up and several records, among my bookshelves full of books records and CD's. My grand-niece is there trying to play a broken CD burned on a computer's CD ROM. On a little table beside that is a mostly empty mix of vodka and soda that reeks of booze. I tell you that she cannot play a CD on a record player. She doesn't understand because discs and records are both round. I try to find a CD in my bookshelves to demonstrate that it will not work. But I cannot find one.

4-4-18 Again the used brick a brack store

I enter the used brick a brack store. The place is full of teenagers and they and I have the same idea. Get to the bookshelves with the sci-fi and fantasy, horror books. I rush to beat them there. Good books this time, interesting ones.

4-15-18 Train

I am in the vast flatlands between Kansas and Colorado. The sky is dark grey and oppressive. A great grey crude train is coming down the tracks. I can tell it was made after the country fell into chaos. It has Great bits of metal rods and shafts hanging off the caboose. I see another train is coming from the other way and it is an older train before the country fell type. The big grey one catches the tracks with the great hanging rods and it destroys them as it goes. The train drivers don't seem to know and or care that this is happening. The older train derails when it gets to the broken tracks, it tumbles of the great ridge in a terrible wreck. Then a rocket screams across the land and explodes into the ridge from behind. I turn to see one Man dressed in an unrecognizable uniform running forwards at me with a rifle. I can hear the clatter of an approaching hostile army. I have no weapons, no cover, just the vast flat field I am on. So I play dead and hope he thinks one of his buddies shot me.

Now I am in some sorta of warehouse watching footage of the train derailment on TV. It shows crushed cars spilled open. These arm length slightly glowing red worms are coming out. I learn they are an unknown and hostile life form. I am with a young Woman and my brother. "Guns we need guns now!". Lets put all our money into weapons, they are coming". I tell them. My brother looks at me like I am stupid. "Let me guess you are going to fight the worms with prayers to Jesus?". He nods. "Whatever you want, but if these are animals like a pack of laughing hyenas then they are going to kill us and prayers are not likely to work. let's pool our money into weapons. My bro has enough money in the bank to get plenty of firepower but he will not, the lady will not either. I end up with a rifle someone. The red worms are here and I realize I made a big mistake. Because they are practically flying and fast. They are knotted coils of gross red muscle and they fling themselves spinning off the walls. Little chance of being able to shoot one unless you use a shotgun. They move too fast. I should have gotten a sword to chop them as they approach. I think we are all going to die, bro's prayers have no effect as I expected they would not,

5-19-18 Flood It is raining a lot. I looked out my living room window at south field and it is flooded. It is completely under low water and there is a new flood channel carved into the ground where it's deeper. I see animals going through it. I cannot tell what they are. Strange things that look like deer mostly but they have long bodies and weird horns.

6-5-18 Cobain I am Kurt Cobain. I am playing live and I jump up eight week doing a 30 degree twist. I land on a flat ledge but I hurt my nose.

6-6-18 Hawkeye Pierce

I am Hawkeye Devon Pierce from the classic MASH TV series. I am taking a shower in the open with a semi flaccid lovely penis. The nurses admire it. Later I am taking a shower at my Mother's house in the living room. People don't realize you can do so at 4 A M without worrying about being seen I think.

7-20-18 folk music

I am sleeping long abyss's of consciousness, getting up here and there to record little sections of a folk song with accoustic guitar and vocals. Playing back what I have done so far I am impressed. Nice guitar and the lyrics are like time-release capsules. The words seem simple and plain but they gather wait after song and the meanings take hold.

8-`8-18 classic country

I am at a social get together but I know no one here. Some house. I get snacks on a little table in the micro kitchen. Talking to some long-haired guy. I yell something about bitches and realize it's mainly Women here and they may be offended. Whatever. The lady host of the party, a frothy sorta sexy thing about 62 asks me if I like country music. I say I like classic country like Johny Cash and Hank Williams Sr. She hugs me pressing the side of her face against the side of mine. I am looking for a place to piss outside the house. there are two gym locker doors. I enter one and its a long narrow hallway leading to a dead end. I am inside and the red metal door closes. I fear that I will be trapped inside but then decide I shall not. I open the door and leave.

8-23-18 Cool Mall

I and some friends have gone to a cool mall. Open all night, it's more like a party district. I have some loop making and plastic machines. I work up some stuff, then I wonder the vast confusing maze of halls and shops all full of people. I remember almost going into a "midnight candles" shop, seems cool but so packed with people. I cannot find the music store where my equipment was left. I go into a vinyl shop and he a young Man talking to a clerk about DJ'ing. I interrupt to say "Cool!", when I see they have a table set up with different records of Wizard of the Oz soundtracks, most prominently, the Micheal Jackson version. Later somewhere else this guy refers to an open-topped cardboard box and he gushes excitement about the object inside he wants for his music. It's a vintage speak n spell.

8-26-18 Wall climber

I am in the run-down section of Witchita. In front of a huge, ruined, probably abandoned building. It is about five stories tall with a massive window in the center that is about a story and a half tall. I am watching a strange animal climb straight up the wall, over the window and higher. It looks kind of like a bear. But as I watch it is clear this is a stout broad Man in a jumpsuit.

At a party on a long couch. Bass-lady and a co-worker whose name I forget are laying together at one end. I am jealous. Why can't she like me like that, I wonder. Then she puts her leg on her. Her calf is pressed against my crotch. She saws her leg back and forth, tweaking my cock in pleasureful rubs.

8-26-18 gathering things from my old trailer.

I am in my old trailer. It's dark out, but the place still has electricity. I grab some work clothes, a few paintings, and a dream journal. The place is very mildly creepy. I go deeper into it, to the restroom, I fumble for the light switch on a tiny metal chain, but I cannot get it switched on. I hear the front door close, And I think it's mom closing and locking it, trapping me inside so I hurry to the front door. No, it just closed. I open it back up and take a load of goodies to my newer home. I return and do this again.

8-27-18 Witchita school

I am leaving a small school in Witchita. It's on the other side of the street from town west mall but a little closer to west street. I need to piss bad. But the only way to access the Men's room is to leave the building, then to come back in. That taken care of I hang out in parking lot with Eric Babb. He confronts a teenage girl who did him wrong somehow. He pulls out a long black leather glove that he slaps her hard with. We split and I lose track of Eric. I am riding in a car behind the school in the suburbs of the area now.

8-29-18 Professional orgy tour

I am at an assembly. Sexy orgy crew in spandex doing various acts that shall slowly ramp up to full-on sex. You get to fondle them when they get into reach. I am not sure if this is a high school thing, a work thing, or some government situation. The watching crowd gets more and more turned on. People starting to fondle each other. I lay sprawled on the floor and someone is touching up and down my leg in a sexual way. I know I know this person but I do not turn around to see who it is. I resent whoever for wanting me all along and waiting for now to do something about it. I don't resist but I don't react either. I resent all these motherfuckers, and I only desire the touring orgy players.

9-5-12 Cold summer

I is summer, but it is cold. We have done something to the atmosphere, The sky is like smokey vaseline smeared on a pair of eyeglasses. It is cold and everyone are wearing coats. We all have old, used up coats. It seems new coats are no longer made. The plants did not produce pretty much anywhere and in groups, we forage for food. We forage in groups of random people working together. The countryside is full of stacks of moldering old wood. We deconstruct the wood piles to scrape off this fungus or mold that grows on them. Will will eat it. It looks like mostly clear snot and has the same consistency. The good news is I work at Target. It what looks like a military compound. We don't work for money, we work for one daily meal. I am in line to get my ration. I get one light shelled burrito that looks delicious and full of nutrients. I also get a chimichanga that is very dark, yet it doesn't seems as good or healthy. On my way to a table to eat them at, Bass-lady steals my burrito while going into her cute "Kitten dance", she does. We sit at a table in a mostly empty room. Across to each other face to face. She eats my burrito with great enjoyment. She looks like she is sucking a cock and I get very horny. I discuss this with her, but I now forget the details.

9-8-12 Blowjob

Carney takes me to meet a friend of his. He lives in this vast building that had been made for many people to be in at a time. Dude is in a very long room with brick walls and he is on a wide metal platform that surrounds the walls. We go up a gently curving, rising ramp to get to him. Ray's friend is receiving a blowjob from a girl who looks like Marissa Paternoster from the band Garbage and the screaming females. This blowjob seems to go on and on and on. I and Ray get bored, so we watch blowjob videos on laptops. The four of us have a long casual conversation on the philosophy of blowjobs.

9-12-18 layers

I am at work. A cluttered series of metal platforms connected by elevators and stairways. The place is ancient and cluttered. We work hard trying to get it in shape. Any floor you leave by takes you outside to the ground level. Floor 1 or floor 234 all lead to ground levels. I leave a level to go outside. It is a twisted wilderness out there. It used to be a city, but nature has twisted and taken it back. I go back inside and wander the massive spaces of the levels. I try to leave through a security electronics merchandise door. The doors are black the antechamber also black, a slight electric hum can be heard. I push the button to open the door and enter the antechamber. But I feel an electric shock that gets more intense the farther I go. I retreat back onto the level and I find a standard door. I go outside. A creek runs here with dry old trees on either side. Erosion has dug this creek out and a couple feet of ground stands before the water level. The ground looks baked from extra heat many years ago. Among the straight drop of earth before the shallow water, I see a ceramic animal sticking out. I must be very old. I pull it out. It is a strange animal, the paint slightly faded on it. The head is a chicken-like bird but it has a like a fish and it has short mammal type legs. I know I can sell it for some extra cash. I could make 40 to 60 selling it, for this is an object of the civilization that apparently destroyed nature and itself. The one the people of this iron levels came from.

9-21-18 the door

I am being interviewed, by a reporter with an old fashioned large microphone. I am saying "The thing about the door is..", and my alarm goes on waking me up. I recall the context of door was as a transition point between two things.

11-5-18

I am gathering up my books and sketchbooks. I had them scattered all over the farm. Some of these books are at the obscure family house that never exsisted but I have recurring dreams about. I am organizing the books my author and subject matter. Like my Lovecraft mythos books that I am putting on a beds headboard on the sandbar of the dry pond. The headboard has a bookshelf but no bed or frame. Just the headboard stuck into the sand. The is peppered with collage students doing some activity on the farm. I am going through my sketch books to note the subject matters of different sketches to organize digitally by subject matter. Evening darkens the scene and what was once a few dozen collage people thickens to hundreds. Hardly room to walk. I decide its too difficult to get around and gather up my books but I think about walking about to look at the often beautiful collage Women. But the ground is very uneven and a lot of work to walk on, so I also consider going inside.

I no longer own any books or sketchbooks in waking life other then a couple almost completely blank ones I got since the fire;;;;;;;;;;;

12-10-18 Beatles show

I go to see the Beatles playing live. They are clowning, playing a version of tag. John Lennon pushes someone in a baggie red shirt. The person don't react enough or fast enough.. So John pushes the person hard and basically launches this person down hard. I thought it was a Wioman he pushed but it turns out to be a Man. Now Pual's go. He picks up a Woman in the same type of red baggie shirt and he spins her.

12-10-19 The church

There is some big event happening at a church and for some reason I am interested to go. A big crowd is going in. I spot Mark Osterloe amongst the crowd. A Morman I went to high school with. Last saw him around 1984. Now he is really short, around 3 foot six. With a shaved head too. I hail him. He don't seem impressed by seeing me after decades. He exchange a few words and go into the church togheter. The church is super boring and stiffling. I realize this is way not for me. So I attempt to leave but I keep knocking objects over and having a hard time walking. Some people help me out. A big leg Woman lifts her leg against me as I go into the aisle. This helps me get out of the pews without falling over.. I am outside. I am a little down from the house on Tyler where my cousins used to live. About a third mile walk from home. But I am having a hard time walking.