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| Assorted Dream Journal
Dreams relayed mostly as I wrote them down initially after waking. Some things edited out. Sometimes it's random bullshit, sometimes there's a story or moral. Order depends on what catches my eye as I copypaste it here/what I can find a fitting album for. | | 1 |  | Mastamind
Toxsic Avenger
February 6th 2024
• A serial killer posing as a repair man releases a gas in a family's home that slowly kills them, and renders the property unsellable in the future because of its unique lingering properties that alter temperature and oxygen flow/carbon monoxide production drastically depending on room.
• It's like... magnetic polarity shifts, within the same house, sorta. That was the logic in the dream. It's untraceable and impossible to get rid of from the spot it was released, unless you know the method and reverse engineer it.
• One member of the family, a young boy, witnessed the man's actions that day. He was the only survivor, because he wrapped a sheet of tin or aluminum foil around his neck mouth and nose, like the man did. | | 2 | | Mastamind
Toxsic Avenger
• Years later, the boy rebuys the property for pennies on the dollar and undoes the magical gas. It is a VERY involved process that doesn't make much sense. Like you're manipulating the magnetic energy of the Earth itself to unleash this stuff and put it back. That's why no police or scientists could ever figure it out, let alone come to the conclusion a crime even happened.
• The boy (now grown) also tracks down the repairman and releases it in his home. | | 3 |  | Humulus
Electric Walrus EP
November 24th 2023, Dreams 1 & 2
1. someone is posting a video to social media, saying "man, the shit i wake up to in this ghetto ass neighborhood, and i don't even care anymore". it depicts police standing in front of a house whose lawn is littered with decapitated corpses. implied to be in brazil.
2. i am walking through a museum/store/art gallery/ strange building with stuff laying around. it's implied to be a game. you get to pick an animal helper to carry around. i choose a walrus. the walrus spits water and inhales items, gyrating while doing so. it's fun to pet the walrus. | | 4 |  | Korn
Korn
August 13th 2024
There is a man who is shrinking. An entity that aligns itself with "corn" is draining him. This entity follows him around and instigates fights without his consent. It grows as it takes parts from him.
It comes to a head when the entity taunts someone in another room, leading them to impulsively bash their fists, and ultimately head, against the wall. Upon the cracking of the man's skull and subsequent jutting of blood, the entity temporally materializes and reveals itself to be a golden wireframe machination with a head that looks like an opague lightbulb crossed with a gourd. It was mirroring the taunted man's motions, implicitly possessing him. Its bulb popped in one spot corresponding to the front of the skull, and spewed red like a short burst from a drinking fountain as it fell to the ground. | | 5 |  | Korn
Life Is Peachy
The shrinking man, our haunted protagonist, is arrested for this since he was the only other person at the scene, though he never touched the victim. He walked into the other room after the happening to investigate and try to help. The golden entity echoed in his head, "see, this is why I like you, no matter how weak you get, you face things head-on. Not like this coward, wanting to address issues by proxy". The man is obviously beyond his help, so he backs away and calls the cops, and as already mentioned this leads to his arrest.
They have trouble fitting him with jailhouse shoes. Even size 1 is too small. Cuffs fall off his ankles and wrists. He says shoes won't work because they make them for feet, not his "nubs". The guards are confused as to what to do, so they just lead him to his cell, wondering how someone so inept and incapable of harm could possibly warrant being here. | | 6 |  | Korn
Korn III: Remember Who You Are
The entity continues to taunt and hurt adjacent prisoners. Sometimes it's caught on the prison cameras, sometimes not. People stay away from the shrinking man now, even guards. After some time, the cell doors open and the man is free. Nobody else is present. I suppose the entity helped him out, since it hasn't had anything to toy with for a while. I'm not sure the shrinking man, or what's left of him, wants to leave. The entity will not be satisfied until its host is killed by a taunted victim, or fully drained from its own repeated manifestations. He's safer when he isn't around people. | | 7 |  | Wormrot
Abuse
February 29th 2024
• trapped in a house with a few other people
• it keeps us there and loops the days over and over, erasing all but one of our memories, so nobody can work together
• it also kills us in pretty gruesome ways but makes us regenerate the next day
• i find a way to escape with another person consistently
• we go outside and climb on the roof and beyond to see that the world is very distorted
• there is a strange elder ancient chapel with an upsidedown fork shaped steeple that emits energy
• beyond that by no more than 1000 feet is a burning statue of liberty
• it is obvious this isn't the real world
• my friend goes forward to figure something out, i go back in an enclosed glassy patio area and wait for a signal. | | 8 |  | Wormrot
Dirge
• in the meantime i stare at one spot thinking something will happen. it does. a bar pops up, with a puppet bartender, who serves oysters. the oysters have some antisemitic joke written on the tin, adjusted for puppet humor. this is a parody of a real brand of oysters that did the same thing a while ago, a brand that only sold to 5-6 bars in new york. i ask the puppet if he understands how easy it'll be to track him down in the real world and ruin him, since he knows about this. the puppet is torn apart by staticy flesh eels that grow from the house. | | 9 |  | Wormrot
Voices
• this reminds me, we are "flesh people". flesh people regenerate at the end of the day, and end up back at their starting position, potentially with wiped memories. but what counts as the end of the day? it's very late, could be sunrise soon, if there is a sun instead of just glowy lights in the sky. when my friend comes back, i tell him we must become "worm people" instead of "flesh people" to circumvent this. being a flesh person may make you immortal but ties you to the reset and traps you forever.
• however, the worm, the staticy material those eels were made from, also materializes and regenerates on a whim, and it seems to not like the house's creations. we bury ourselves in dirt and assimilate the worm. it is a gruesome process - having your body rebuilt by tiny strands of worm muscle strand by muscle strand. it feels equally staticy, like your leg buzzing if you stomp it while asleep, all over. | | 10 |  | Wormrot
Hiss
• after we unearth, an explosion occurs at the house and knocks us into a nearby body of water. our friends are dead. we are not. if we had been flesh people instead of worm people then we would've died too and the house would've reset us before regenerating us. the day should've ended at that moment, but it did not. we go forward from there. | | 11 |  | Slim Cessna's Auto Club
Slim Cessna's Auto Club
February 25th 2024
• investigating a shady musuem/(auto)workshop/general store
• they charge a higher entry fee for white people (60), a par amount for black people (30), and less for black youth (15). the disparity between the first two is of course illegal.
• i pay the exorbitant fee and enter 3 times on 3 occasions trying to gain info. the up-front theme of the museum seems to be black history, but it is a very sparse display that obviously isn't even worth the lowest $15 entry fee. that is, however, until you go through one of many, many, many doors leading to the back, which is labyrinthine. | | 12 |  | Slim Cessna's Auto Club
American Country Music Changed Her Life
• in the back is where the auto shop portion is. ironically most of the workers here are white, though they say this is still part of the exhibit. in every room back here there is an attic that opens up like an eyelid, electronically, upon you touching a certain button. it dispenses a ladder. or maybe you grab a ladder and this triggers it, then you have to fixate the ladder before it closes to keep it open.
• anyway, if you climb into the attic, take the ladder with you, and neatly lock it into place, it shuts behind you, and you can escape anyone. this becomes imperative, as those running the place have caught on that i'm up to something.
• once inside the attic, there is a... pipe drain. you flush yourself. it's like a portal that takes you elsewhere in the building, very rapidly, though not instantly - some actual travel time. the destination seems consistent based on point of entry. i begin to map out what leads where. | | 13 |  | Slim Cessna's Auto Club
Always say Please and Thank You
• eventually i find the room i'm looking for. it has a bunch of evidence of wrongdoing in the form of goods. idk what's wrong with the goods but something is. there's a massive hoard of stuff that shouldn't be here. i only peek in the room at this stage and resolve to come back later.
• i do come back later, this time with enemies hot on my trail. a group of children asks me what i'm doing when i try for the door. it's very hard to open. i say "important maintenance" or some other cover story, and force it with all my might. i run into the room and find an unconscious or dead overweight hispanic man in a red shirt. my instinctive response is to hide and pretend to be asleep or dead near him. | | 14 |  | Slim Cessna's Auto Club
The Bloudy Tenent Truth Peace
• my adversaries run past the open door, since they assume it's part of the exhibit if it isn't blocked off. not everyone working here is privy to all information, i suppose. the children follow me in and look at me, remarking "he was strong but i guess he wore himself out, sleeping now" before leaving. i suppose they thought the same for the possibly-corpse next to me. convenient since they won't cause a scene. they leave and shut the door.
• later, a nurse comes in and picks up the man, putting him on a stretcher. then she comes over to me, realizes i'm conscious, and treats my wounds. i didn't realize i had wounds. i tell her i need to go. there are doors on opposite sides of the room - i ask which one will take me where i need to go. i'm not sure if she answered or if i chose on my own, but i ran toward one when the enemy boss came in. | | 15 |  | Slim Cessna's Auto Club
Cipher
• he was a brownish-orange bearded white man with long hair. a bit tall and lanky, dressed in a pinstripe dress shirt and pants with a yellow flower pin on his shirt. this man is horrifying, not because of his appearance, but because he regenerates.
• i slam the door behind me. it is a tiny closet. there are no locks on the door. i push against it with my legs with all my might while simultaneously trying to fidget with the ladder/attic/drain mechanism with my arms. i am successful, and am transported to an arena filled with dirt. it is like a garden, park, or zoo exhibit, encapsulated in a massive glass dome the shape of a piece of seashell pasta. | | 16 |  | Slim Cessna's Auto Club
Unentitled
• the man follows me. this is it. this is what i wanted. this is the trap. i wait at the exit of the teleporter, grab the man the second he appears, and literally rip him in half by twisting both opposing ends of his body in opposite directions then pulling. i do not want to give him time to regenerate. i rapidly scoop out the insides of his torso. i fill it with dirt. i fill his mouth and lungs with dirt. i ensure that even if he heals, he will choke repeatedly. i bury him deep. i bury his legs deep at another location further away. i am satisfied with my victory. | | 17 |  | Amazon II
Lovely Feeling / Deep in the Jungle
February 24th, 2024
• Remote tribe of amazonian women that live in the mountains. They seem happy. One of them leaves for a while or makes a vessel a-la the movie Avatar and becomes catatonic while she lives a life elsewhere. She is glad to return and that it was all a dream, for she is loved here in greater measure than anyone could love her down in the cities below. | | 18 |  | Amazon II
Crazy Trip to the Tropics / Deep in the Jungle (Remix)
• Similarly, a man climbed up another side of that same mountain to reunite with a friend. It is implied they travelled back in time, bearing few goods from the future. The visitor asks "how did you get this" in reference to a... wine filter? I think it's just a coffee filter. The hermit on the mountain says "it came with the kit". They shotgun a specific brand of champagne the visitor had at his wedding, long ago. They are either celebrating or commemorating something. Maybe he went back to see his wife again and initially found her in that tribe, or was married to her vessel and tracked down who was remotely controlling it. Either way, it's a significant event for them to pop open their only bottles of this drink of significant sentimental value that they obviously brought back for such a purpose. | | 19 |  | Death In Vegas
Scorpio Rising
September 12 2023
In the Nevada desert, there is a calamity. The government has released some manner of supernatural superweapon on the populace, culling mostly everyone instantly. Those left are haunted by "spirits" which lobotomize them. Or rather, the entire brain is removed except for the stem. The lobotomites carry on for a few minutes before completely collapsing dead. It's implied that during this grace period, anyone they touch also has their brain removed.
A handful of people were immune to the initial genocide and bear some means of protecting themselves and each other from the unseen force. I suppose it's debatable if the "spirits" are actually multiple separate beings with consciousness, or if it's a poorly understood (super)natural anomaly that moves like air, since we never see them/it, only how our peers are affected. | | 20 |  | Death In Vegas
Transmission
I am part of this group, though I'm not sure which individual I am. One member, who can embed power into strings, is having an internal conflict with another member, who wears robes. I believe both of them have some insight as to what caused the happening, maybe being involved in the government project that brought it about. I think I am one of these two. The stringbearer is trying to heal the robewearer by stitching together his wounds and putting some defense mechanism in his body, but the latter rejects his help and rips out the stitching, accusing him of trying to weave poison into him. The two fight but ultimately come to an understanding after intervention of the other members or after the anomaly closes in.
We are driving around collecting survivors, even if they aren't of any use. Ultimately we need to cross State lines and seek help or report the happening somehow. All communication lines are cut off. The phenomena is localized entirely to Nevada. | | 21 |  | Soundtrack (Video Game)
Fight Songs: The Music of Team Fortress 2
July 13th 2023
Dreamt of the layout of a new TF2 map. Turns out the map from my dream was added to the game for real. Never even seen it prior. | | 22 |  | Say Anything
Baseball
June 19th 2023, Dream 1
A major league baseball player collapses on the field. He is rushed to the hospital for emergency heart surgery. The surgery is completed in a remarkably short time span, and with some pain pills, the man believes he is ready to play again, and so he returns to the same game, which is still in progress. He walks onto the field, waves to the cameras and fans, and collapses once again, this time dead. | | 23 |  | Polyphia
Remember That You Will Die
June 19th 2023, Dream 2
A man is trying to kill my father. He looks like the guitarist(?) from Polyphia with poofier curlier hair - basically an asian teenager with neck tattoos. He has been keeping surveillance on our house for a while, and some conversation or keyword that was spoken set him off. My father, I, and the man have all boarded a train or bus. The man intends to push my father in front of it. I know this, and am supposed to protect him, but I do not know how such a thing will occur, or when. Logically, if we've already boarded, then falling in front of the vehicle should be very difficult, since you exit through the side doors. Perhaps the man trails us and makes his attempt later when we take the ride back home. Perhaps he pushes my dad in front of something else. I never saw the man on the bus but knew he boarded around the same time we did. | | 24 |  | Bob Marley and The Wailers
Natty Dread
June 14th or 15th 2023
Walking around the block, found a homeless Jamaican dude's head in the middle of a pothole/gutter/hole in someone's yard. Still "alive" in a sense with the dreadlocks acting as plant roots. I planted him in another person's yard but he wouldn't grow so I planted him in ours. | | 25 |  | Taproot
Our Long Road Home
October 9th 2023, Dream 3
I see a stretch of flat road, wild grass on both edges, one lane going each direction. Middle of nowhere. I've seen it twice before, both times pertaining to peers I knew as a child or teenager "departing" in some way, only in those cases it was daylight.
This time the sky was dark blue.
I don't know who's leaving this time. I don't see anyone. I don't want them to go regardless. | | 26 |  | Deadman
Our Eternal Ghosts
November 21 2023, Dream 1
In backyard with mom. Her old friend [REDACTED] walks by and waves at me, saying "Hello Officer". I wave back, surprised to see him, because he's dead. | | 27 |  | Velvet Acid Christ
Church of Acid
January 16th 2024, Dream 1
• Walking down [CHILDHOOD HOME] Street
• In both directions, visages of a "Laughing Christ" are going up and down said street on opposite sides
• Not Jesus, but some kind of aliens or monsters mimicking his appearance, including the robes. They're filled with acid and tendrils, sometimes fluctuating and spazzing out so you can see what's inside them.
• They walk blissfully unaware of their surroundings or other people, smiling and laughing all the day long.
• If you bump into one, its entire body splits apart from the abdomen and opens up in a 5 point pattern, like a starfish or flower, and encompasses you. Another passerby saw this happen to a neighbor, and quipped to me "I'm not sure if it's killing, eating, or mating". | | 28 |  | Lost Highway
Lost Highway
January 26th 2024
• met some homeless guy under the overpass, looked like someone we helped before.
• tried to get in contact with his family. after some digging, find his mother.
• she tells us to fuck off, that her son is dead. we prove otherwise. she still doesn't want to see him.
• they had a very major falling out when he was an older teenager/young adult.
• there was a lot of commotion in their home. fights between parents, fights between siblings, fights between both parties.
• she accidentally hit his back with a broom(?) during a shouting match with someone else, and he went ballistic, dropkicking /her/ back & injuring her vertebrae severely. he was hauled off by police and never returned after that.
• sending him home to live with her didn't seem like an option, but i think we tried to get them to make amends over the phone, at the very least.
• felt real. sorry that your lives got fucked up, whoever you are. | | 29 |  | The Last Shadow Puppets
The Dream Synopsis
February 1st, 2024
• Visting a small town with someone.
• The town square is like a massive crater filled with abstract humanoid terracotta dolls.
• Several of the dolls are joined in a vast circle oval shape around another doll in the center. They're sitting down, either observing it, or painting it. The observers seem to be in robes.
• The one in the center is more distorted than the others, its body bent into a strange shape, with it seemingly beckoning the heavens above. Its body is like a glossy translucent chessboard, whereas the others are solid white rough clay.
• None of the dolls ever move. There doesn't seem to be a human soul around the scene.
• Going further into the town we find someone working in his yard. An older man, tanned skin, white hair, profound mustache, quite tall, maybe 6'6". He sees us and greets us at his front door. I shake his hand and he remarks that my grip is firm. He is the mayor of the town. I think I am offered a job. | | 30 |  | The Last Shadow Puppets
The Age Of The Understatement
• There was more about the contents of the job, and a scene of me working, but it was abstract. Too much dream logic to parse.
• It was sorta like a factory warehouse where you spun and distributed different strands of fabric, and these strands manipulated both fate and the structure of the town itself, including repositioning the dolls "correctly", the criteria of which changed day by day.
• All of this serves a purpose. Like, it's not just some isolated town with weird cult shit managing itself, its existence is invaluable to everyone else's.
• The initial scene with the dolls felt very real. I think there probably is a place like this. Maybe not the metaphysical stuff, but the terrain + architecture + dolls, definitely. | | 31 |  | Tha Dogg Pound
Dogg Food
April 16 2024
• i am showed a showreel of dogs, all with the theme of intervention/nonintervention. or, situations that should've gone horrible, but miraculously didn't.
• 1 a high speed hunting dog sent to attack a specific man without supervision for a test. he bites him by the neck. another man kneels down and pets the dog, either to congratulate him, test his viciousness, or ease him off of the man. he does not acknowledge at all, and continues biting.
did the dog do a good job?
did the bystander do a good job?
• 2 a stray bluish white pitbull who attacked someone and was not subsequently put down, for either the bites were too shallow, or it had good reason. it also implicitly wasn't taken in to a shelter.
was it right to spare the dog?
was it right to leave the dog? | | 32 |  | Tha Dogg Pound
Dogg Chit
• 3 a small black dog in the same boat as the pitbull, but a repeat offender.
show mercy again?
• 4 a big fluffy brown longhair dog (border collie/borzoi mix?) alongside the highway leading to [REDACTED] mall, living in a tent city, except the entire thing, including the dog, has been spraypainted or bombed with pink paint. she seems happy despite the toxicity and wants to stay.
respect her wishes?
take her home?
• 5 a tiny golden puppy just past that same pink tent city, also painted pink. he is trying to cross the street instead of return. this is even more dangerous than staying.
scoop him up despite the toxic paint? | | 33 |  | Tha Dogg Pound
Doggy Bag
• 6 finally, not a dog, but a a person. a highschool or college student, either of latin or asian descent, wearing a white shirt. he is trying to take a shortcut across a gap that's about 5 feet across and goes 12 feet down to the snow below, by using a book to grapple onto a clothesline. only, as a bystander, you can clearly see he messes up hanging the book. he will fall the second he steps off.
however, this time, you do intervene. you grab the man and prevent his descent. he yells for you to back off before jumping, since he "knows what he's doing", and goes back to it. if you intervene again, he steps back with his book, and shows you what's in it. a bunch of figure study sketches for various things. amateurish but better than i've ever attempted. the way he talks is a bit slow, some kind of speech impediment mixed with english as a second language, but he's happy to talk to someone about his drawings. | | 34 |  | Tha Dogg Pound
The Last Of Tha Pound
you look through all of them to stall him until you can find a way to stop him from going back. when you're done, he still adamantly refuses to give up on closing the gap, even if he could've gone around by now. however, this time, at least he hooked the book on the line properly. this gives you some solace, and you don't intervene this time. it doesn't matter though. the book, while sturdy, isn't sturdy enough for a 160 pound man and his backpack, and rips. the man falls into the snow. he is alive and well, but instead of learning his lesson, he gets up and tries again, this time without the book.
save the man?
let nature run its course? | | 35 |  | Wes Borland
Crystal Machete
April 20th 2024, Dream 1
I have a son. He speaks the day he was born like I did, but conveys lucid sentences rather than just two words. My parents are afraid of him, and hide him from me in a dresser drawer. He will suffocate in there. I take him out of the drawer, never having seen him prior. He looks like Machete, like he came out of the womb with the expression of a 30 year old man who's seen some shit - very sharp defined features, none of the grogginess babies usually have. He looks at me and says he shit himself. I put him back in the drawer. | | 36 |  | Genocide Organ
Genocide Organ
September 8th 2024
A vaguely humanoid creature is murdering people. It is said to be just a myth, until detectives find and interview it. It looks like Gollum crossed with the Pinky Demon from Doom 3. It crawls on all fours close to the ground, but has lanky arms. The distorted face of a man is burrowed and scrunched up between its shoulders - there is no neck and the head is sheltered by overdeveloped trapezious muscles. | | 37 |  | Genocide Organ
Under-Kontrakt
They ask it several questions. It speaks a little, but has a hard time conveying itself. Eventually, the detectives glean that the creature /did/ kill those people, but was not /trying to/. It detected an illness within all of them, and sought to extract it surgically to save them. The problem was, unlike its species, people /needed/ those organs even if they were diseased. It used a nail, or several nails, to pinpoint the diseased organs and pull them out through small openings.
The detectives allude to the creature having a daughter that he lost to illness, perhaps spurring on this ill-conceived malpractice spree. | | 38 |  | Walking Across Jupiter
Talk
October 10th 2024
i am tasked with transporting a special plant to a special center, and avoiding an enemy corporation's mercenaries who wish to confiscate it. i am given written instructions for the path to take by a professor. i read them wrong and constantly have to call him up for reference. i walk, drive, ride, and fly for several weeks, eventually ending up on Jupiter, which has been terraformed somehow. how the fuck do you terraform Jupiter? maybe it was a small human-safe outpost on it, dunno. anyway the professor calls me a retard cause i was supposed to go to Mars. it'll take 20 weeks to get back there. i'm unsure if the plant will hold up - a part of it broke off already. also it crawls around like an animal if you aren't paying attention to it. | | 39 |  | Walking Across Jupiter
Mute Talk
one of the mercenaries had been following me to Jupiter, not being violent but trying to strike a deal where i give him a copy of the directions and we race to the finish line. he had some plan where that'd let him get the plant upon its arrival/prevent the research center from accepting it, but he just gave up when he heard he'd have to backtrack lol. | | 40 |  | Weekend Nachos
Apology
August 2nd or 3rd 2023
A woman with a very distinct appearance (I think I've seen her before) gives me a pair of tan pants as a gift. Later she comes to my front door, saying she would like them back. This is impossible as I have already turned the pair of pants into nachos and eaten them. | |
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03.17.25 | "I have a son. He speaks the day he was born like I did" you spoke the first day you were born? lol or is that just in the dream?
this was interesting and has a random complexity that is similar to my dreams. would be interested to hear your interpretation on a few of these. i always like to try to figure out what my subconscious was expressing when i wake up
did you redact some of your more disturbing dreams? or are your dreams normally pretty innocuous? | JDubb
03.17.25 | Love it. I have my share of dreams, mostly absurd. And usually only remember them right b4 going to bed the next night. Do try to document those that have some profound meaning to me. | FrozenFirebug
03.18.25 | Never dreamed that part, just word of mouth from my parents and uncle and a nurse.
Dunno if they have meaning beyond what's on my mind at the time crossing with stuff I've witnessed, getting remixed over and over. But I have noticed that physical regeneration is probably the single most common theme in my dreams.
This is a tiny portion of the stuff I wrote down. Have to scrub through it to redact some places and names. There's more that I've already sanitized but didn't post, not because of the content, but because it takes forever to split them up and format like this, and some of them are LONG. Might try later. | budgie
03.18.25 | wat | Butkuiss
03.18.25 | This is wild. I barely dream, and when I do most of the time it’s just about mundane shit like going to work. | onionbubs
03.18.25 | last dream i had, every time i tried to listen to music it would just play magnolia by playboi carti, and then when i would go outside the world was the music video and i couldnt escape it |
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