Sex on the Beach

This dream revolved around a number of who were hanging out on the beach, and the complex sexual relations that evolved out of that scenario. Some of the people in the dream were Wes, Cameron, Kirsten, and other people I do not know. The specifics are lost on me, and they probably wouldn’t make sense anyway. I didn’t see any actual sex going on anywhere, but everyone was talking about sex; who they were trying to hook up with, who they had hooked up with, and everyone else was saying what they thought about it. They main characters seemed to be Wes and the Rochester crew. I seemed to be more of an outside observer than a participant in everything. They weren’t excluding me, but I had a definite feeling of being outside the loop. One of the girls I didn’t know hooked up with some guy named Sam. They started talking about how Sam wast crazy. I was trying to figure out who Sam was, but I never did. Beyond that it was just more of the same. A hodgepodge of gossip.

Me and Rico

In this dream Rico was the main figure along with myself. It seemed to take place, mostly in some kind of representation of my fight club apartment. Nothing of any real significance was going on, mostly we were just hanging out and talking shit and watching movies. I did get a chance to talk to him about his career as a Lawyer. He was telling me how busy he was, and how he said how he was usually on the phone with his boss before he ever got to work. While we were sitting there watching movies we had interactions with a few different characters. One of them was big man, who is a giant aggressive black man who used to live in the fight club apartment and sell drugs. I used to buy pot from him, but he never liked me. He was a recurring character in my dreams, when I used to live in the fight club apartment, and when he would appear in the dreams, he was usually really cool and nice. It was kind of the same story this time. He was talking about how there is nowhere to go and eat when you live in the ghetto, and also talking about how bad our laundry machines are, so he had to go and find a laundry mat in the ghetto. He also made a comment on the movie we were watching. He basically just said it looked like an awesome movie. Another character in the dream was a woman. It seemed like she was someone’s mom. She came into the room and told us this special announcement that Jesus of Nazareth had visited the town earlier that day. Rico made a face, and she scolded him. She said nobody else had a problem with it, and it is always nice to celebrate people’s birthdays. Finally, Rico and I both had these gadgets. I think they were hand held multi-media players of some sort. We traded, so we could see what the other person had, we also traded user names and passwords. His was Zion and no. I can’t remember my user name, but my password was no too. We talked about what a coincidence it was, but I said it’s not really that big of a coincidence, because it kind of leads you into choosing no, by saying the word yes right before you choose the password. The last thing that happened involved a girl. I got up and was walking, and she came near me and said something. I didn’t understand it, but it seemed like she was making fun of me, but at the same time she was apologizing and laughing. I was confused, and then she came up to me, hugged me, and I woke up.

Goodnight World!

This blog is dedicated to keeping an online record of my dreams, so this will be the only post that I have any control over. From now on, I will be nothing but a medium of the subconscious, allowing it to peak its nocturnal head up into the daylight, and into cyberspace.