4/27/15 dream recovery

Dave tree is outside the party at emf which is going on but it's not the emf building and more like sparell school with another guy who looks familiar in the dream but I don't know in real life he is drunk and I am semi surprised cuz he seems so businesslike in theft e, Dave tree seems fine not drunk. Just before then john hopper went into the building or I thought it was john by how he looked and realized it was Madison, I had just been at market basket and left my iPad on a park bench outside but got it, I brought some girl with me when I left the party to go around Boston and was telling her how I knew everybody in Boston I felt like and wished I could meet some new people, I was carrying her around with me more like a disembodied electronic thing than a person, paigecame to town but was trying to get into Adams tavern and I heard the conversation somehow, my brother was there and came in to show me his art up on the wall some black thing which was right where I put ,y art too below it, but I'm notable if I gotta tell him, there was some big fat guy With a backwards baseball hat who I was supposed to be in love with somehow or something's and everyone else was bothering me about rp

June 21st dream recovery

Younger version of Glenda (pre-ms) in a ballet outfit is talking to me walking me around a party, she is wearing a tutu has long hair and is very articulate, she tells me she's not sure how she feels about me because of the mathematics of the situation and I perceive she is talking about me and my relationship with John Cremona, frankezoid is there too at this party 

But it seems like we are all together

Two cats this shopkeeper has and this mall we're in...Devon and maybe we are trying to find willows house in Janet jarvas car, my dad is saying it's not the right way but I start to recognize a stream with bushes and know we're going the right way but the right way dissolves

Some abstract film in a theater at the mall Tyrone has made about "the only thing worse than that last drummer..." Like a status that's been written on Facebook but I'm seeing it in the theater at the mall and I think it's going to be video of us performing but it's these multiracial people getting naked under a waterfall

That turns into a river where people are getting pulled together from the tide and there are all different people on the river and it kinda seems like they're all wanting to have sex

There are two little black boys before that and I guess they bring in the cats first and they are both wearing belly shirts and look like girls but I think they are boys and we are taking care of them, maybe my mom is taking care of them

There is something like a pet store and this one black dog starts to get real aggressive, maybe it was one of the cats and it turned into a dog? Maybe it is still a cat it is very hard to handle

We are looking for costumes to look like Cher and maybe Paris Hilton trying to explain why it's important to my dad, this is with the lack children, I'm trying to express that I only need a wig and not the whole costume

something like i am in a car in the past with frankezoid and karen...

watching freeways tape, video, stuff

some kind of animation where a ghost appears and a balloon and then it says the freeways

only in the dream maybe it doesn't say the freeways

maybe it says something else

i am checking into a hotel room which is under the name of some man who for some reason i believe will not be checking into this hotel room (and at the same time somehow i know the room is under his name) and i am able to check in under it. i am in the hotel room and a hotel boy shows up with the guy whose room it is and it is someone i don't know but it is definitely his room.

i don't know how i knew i could check in to the room but i did and was able to

am i learning some kind of form of identity theft in the dream world?

overcoming structures of identity and permission?

was it funny to them? in the dream? when they found me?


awoke from this dream long enough to realize it had been a dream and feel back asleep , very tired, woke up at 12

Weighing something to mail it

go to this bar somewhere in connecticut

with the frankazoid

will is there he is surprised /naturalized to see me   he is the only person

i seem to know there         playing some kind of instrumental set

he comes here from new york to play sometimes he says

maybe we are also  supposed to play? but i don't think we are

weird sexual occurrences

will says he used to think something on the guitar that franks thinks was the way to go

i am going somewhere foreign to sleep

they are both trying to lick me or something at the same time     i think


i have come here with frankas  and will is making moves

and frankas is getting upset

and i am not sure how i feel


perhaps  #overhwelmed 

Frankas threw out the little white vcr tv and my first dream last night seemed to recover/re propriet it- living in some little room up high in a brownstone with Josephine, or is she living there? And we are going to get her, seems like I am living there in a little room with the tv and maybe another girl and not much else.

Landed in some other city world maybe New York City and it is familiar to me but I am on the street I have a bag that I've had before and it has some kind of musical instrument or I also have a bike, I realize I've taken then from somewhere where they were locked with the intent to return them locked up again after I'm done and the I remember they are things that don't exist that I only take in dreams so I don't really have to return them....

I am riding a bike (which maybe I got the same way) and I ride it right up a fire escape and all the way to the door which is locked and gated at the top only I can open it and off the other side it looks like just a free fall drop and I start to think how did I get up those stairs so easily with this bike? Why am I not afraid of falling (and maybe this is where I start to wake up) and I notice there. Is a skinny little pole you can maybe climb or slide down off the fire escape but I don't know if I should throw the bike off the top or go down with it again or I've done so much with the bike already that I realize I'm dreaming and I can really do anything I want, but I don't exactly....maybe next time I should attempt to fly the bike

I think the bag I had which was originally locked on the street looked like or was john cremonas bag he had at the cafe which we brought back to his studio (in waking life)

Fiona apple's extraordinary machine running through my head repeatedly before I am awake