it was an interesting recapitulation of my therapy.
~dreams~
a very dangerous night.
- walking through a hostile brooklyn neighbourhood (though we found a kitten shrine)
- in a beautiful national park, running away from a surging flash flood
- a fun open-world game, a mix of thief, winback, and mgs. i'm discovered, chased, cornered, and kira nerys rescues me.
~dream~
a woman i'm crushing on is posted in the military, in the campground i visit often. i take pictures of tall grasses shorn evenly in half. i meet the woman. we, well. the next day, she's several months pregnant. i visit the campsite but a dark & terrifying tornado hits. i hide under a coffee table from my parents' place; she is swept away. the storm clears, i want coffee, am (as usual) disappointed there's only tim hortons.
what i'm saying is it's good that therapy starts again tomorrow.
followed up with a dream in my childhood home of 20 years~
we were having our christmas party with several guests; the dining room was full of life and movement, the kitchen was a wreck. the latter bothered me more than anything so i left and walked around my neighbourhood, wondering – within the dream – how this dream recapitulated my life, my therapy, the art that i consume/want to make. returning home, only my mum was left in the empty house, she noticed i looked tired and angry.
#nickdreams
~dream~
i somehow devised a fully-functional doom .wad... only one level, but some new monsters (squishy blue spiders), new weapons (tbf just a different plasma rifle), and a tense, close-quarter ambush & cyberdemon encounter. my mind was accurately tracking all the enemies and i think in the end i was able to de-escalate the cyberdemon.
~dream~ (lewd)
[my crew of mercs and i have been working the Facebook Mines for months. after striking it big, we throw a massive celebrity-rich party at a monastery. now, as Sophia Loren, i desperately want out of this life.]
me, approaching a monk: "i'll give you $25,000 and a handjob to get me out of here."
"blowjob?"
[slow, disappointed head shake]
"ok fine," he reluctantly accepts.
[exeunt]
~ dream ~
in one dream i was talking with ben sisko's sad ghost; in another a british mp came into my house uninvited to have a chat; in another joe biden came into my coffee shop to rap about how good he is at doom (1993). if you were wondering where i'm at.
#nickdreams
~ dream ~
i'm tearing through the snow-blind countryside in a low-riding racer, while off in the stormy darkness clusters of howling tornadoes are hungrily chasing me down.
cf. 🐦🔗
https://twitter.com/nickfourtimes/status/846737202105200640
(also jonesing on forza horizon, and listening to #TheZoneCast and white zombie's Black Sunshine)
~ dreams ~
in another, i'm in a tube ride recreating the mechanics of GoldenEye (N64) in the water plant of INFRA. i'm goofing off, faking explosion noises, taking people's charts, knocking one guy's desk over. i read his name, Manch Unicorm Hummingbird [sic], and wake up laughing.
it's been a strange night.
re: ~dream~ (lewd)
~dream~
John C Reilly was an alien bug disguised as an fbi agent and let a giant cockroach into my apartment prior to the main insect invasion; as i ran out into the street the air was alive with a distant buzzing.