March 30, 2004
Catching Dreams
It is possible to have a sexual release without the burden of money, prestige, and power. The fleshlight is the answer.
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March 28, 2004
DreamBlog returns...
After 6 months of downtime the DreamBlog is back. I will be making regular posts after I re-enter the old ones into the database.
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Bukkake
Origionally from: 2003-07-11 11:37:23
I always wondered what "Bukkake" meant. This picture says it all
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Dream Food
Origionally from: 2003-07-07 14:36:14
There are dark things with dark eyes and dark hair. There are light things with bright eyes and bright hair. Within them is the same element that drives the growth of their spirit. This little thing that when not treated right will fester and grow into something that is far stronger than what each can create on its own. That mass of energy can be focused inwards or it can be focused outwards. When focused inwards it can rot the insides of even the strongest man. It can tear apart the bonds of physical and emotional strength. It can drive a man into fits of pain and into screams of terror that cannot subside with mer physical release from the mouth. It is a trembling shaking thing that comes from the deepest inside that it quakes the body. When focused outwards in can open the mind and quench the spirit of any lost soul. In expression its power is seen only by it's equal and its co-creator. That which can quench it is only that which takes an equal effort in making the mind a tool of it\'s own accord. Few times in a lifetime are it's powers seen, and even fewer times is it recognized for what it truly is. Only then can it be defeated, and in its defeat understood for its true beauty and power to mutate two souls into one.
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Dream Day 10
Origionally from 2003-06-06 14:04:10
At an airport with my parents sometime far into the future. All of the cars are extreamly advanced but the airplanes are all WWII relics. My Father gets in his 500 hp self cleaning car, and my mother gets into a beat up hovercraft.
Suddenly the dram becomes first person and I am controlling a racing car game where the car is the one that was previously being driven by my father. The car is going to fast that is becomes very much like the Playstation game Grand Theft Auto where the cops are blocking off the roads and the bridges. I see a hidden street and I lead the car along that path. The dream no longer involves my father who is now a generic man. The man pulls up to a series of doors that lead into an abandoned warehouse along the seaside.
He starts to walk towards one of the doors and I can see inside one of the broken windows a gang of men with machiene guns coming towards the door. The man begins to run away but he is over run by the group of men who end up enslaving him and making him prepare their food.
{WAKE UP}
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Less Dreaming
Origionally from: 2003-06-01 15:45:26
Ever since I stopped smoking my dreams have become far less vivid and memorable. This is an unfortunate side effect of taking good care of myself. I can live with the tradeoff.
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Dream Day 9
Origionally from: 2003-04-16 14:15:39
I'm at some sort of country jamboree themed park with some friends of mine and my friend Mark and I decide to get on the tram. The tram starts taking us up a hill and then down into a large warehouse entrance.
Once we enter the warehouse we are taken aback by the vastness of it and how completely empty it is aside from some hanging insulation and girders that are holding up the roof. As we continue along as a leasurely pace I start to get a feeling of dread as the cart beings to invert. We are now riding along upside down and feeling a bit discomforted by this.
Then we notice that we are surrounded by windows with various people in coveralls and lab coats who are waving their hands franticly at us. They are shouting something but we cannot hear a thing in the vast desolation that is this ride.
{wake up}
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Dream Day 8
Origionally from: 2003-03-18 17:42:30
I'm sitting in a chair in the middle of the lawn surrounded by houses and such. The chair starts to rise up from the ground. First it feels like something I have control over, but quickly I realize the chair is in control. It continues to rise up and up. Past telephone wires, past electrical powerlines. I narrowly miss all of them as I continue to rise up and up out of control. I realize that if I lean either way left or right backwards or forwards I may fall out of the chair and to my death. The higher I get the more fearfull I become of my impending death either from leaving the atmosphere or falling off the chair. I begins to become unbearable.
{Wake Up}
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Dream Day 7
Origionally from: 2003-03-13 12:23:55
At a cabin with my father brother and sister. My father has started his own side business selling gourmet char-broiled chicken in his backyard which faces a public park. People line up for blocks to watch and buy what he cooks. They treat him like a local legend. Even famous people come to get a taste of his magic chicken. A camera crew comes to interview him. He tells them the story of who he is and why he is doing this. Right as he really starts to get into the story the police show up and tell the film crew that they do not have a permit. My father disappears into the shadows the moment the cops arrive even though they are not looking for him. He comes back in a big floppy black hat and dark sunglasses.
{Wake Up}
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Dream Day 6
Origionally from: 2003-03-12 22:32:04
In an auditorium waiting for a show to start. A beautiful superstar of a woman sits down next to me and I recognize her as my ex-girlfriend. My girlfriend at the time (no specific person) comes in as well and sits down next to her. My ex starts flirting with me by touching my leg and rubbing up against me and telling me all sorts of flattering things. A battle of jealousy assumes between the two. The ex starts to up her efforts to get me to leave the auditorium with her. I am torn between the stable loving girl and the crazy, exciting one.
{Wake Up}
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Dream Day 5
Origionally from: 2003-03-12 22:26:02
Sitting outside a government building on a curb along a large grassy area in front. Some sort of public hearing is taking place in front of thousands of people sitting in chairs and anywhere they can get a seat. President Bush and other members of the government are arguing with the people over their reasons for action.
They are listening, but not really.
{Wake Up}
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Dream Day 4 - [Nightmare]
Origionally from: 2003-03-02 14:15:44
In a test environment I am being submerged repeatedly in a series of vessels filled with a fluid not unlike water. At one point I realize that I can breathe while submerged. Using this new found ability I enter into a strange dimension of the sleeping deep. I am then struck by an overwhelming feeling of dread. Immediately I find myself in a state where I realize that I am dreaming, but I am in bed with my mother. I yell out "This is the worst ever! Wake me up!".
Then I wake with a start in my bed alone at home.
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Dream Day 3
Origionally from: 2003-03-02 14:12:14
Building a 3D world complete with Motion video surfaces. I am visited by managers from Macromedia who are evaluating what I have built so far. They are very pleased and captivated by the realism. All of the sudden the party is interrupted by another Senior VP dressed as a nordic warrior in a bloodlust drunken rage.
{WAKE UP}
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Dream Day 2
Driving in the rain to go shopping. Arrive at the mall made up entirely of white stores. Every single store is filled with frilly lace and female clothing. I really need to go to the bathroom, but I cannot find one without a huge line. I walk around confused.
{WAKE UP}
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Dream Day 1
Origionally from: 2003-02-26 11:52:42
Taking various treasure (mostly boxes of candy) from my father's garage along with two other strange fellows. One of which looks like elvis. Taking the booty and moving it into a big rig.
We take the big rig on a windy mountain road and we are about to run out of gas. I have a heated argument with the guy in the back seat about the fact that we let the gas run down past half, and how I never let that happen on long trips.
We stop at a dodgy gas station that services long haul trucks. When we get out to fill the tank we realize that there is a complex process one has to go through in order to fill a big rig with gas. Something about having to ground the truck and a bunch of strange steps.
We try to talk to one of the truckers. This large harry man talking on his cell phone. He totally ignores us and takes off.
{WAKE UP}
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