Injectable Memory Double

I was allowed to first hand witness a memory of Bill's through some company like those in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind - the memory was of a 3 way he had with 2 other guys in their leathers.  I had on rubber gloves and decided to involve myself in the memory - in this 3 now 4 way act.  He was bent over and all of a sudden it was just him and myself... I fingered his butt while I attempted to jerk him off - though found out he had a double cock - no wonder he was such a hit with the guys! - then I felt bad for messing up this event, for selfishly interjecting myself in this memory, even though he had no objections as it was happening.  I asked the company to revert his memory to what had actually taken place and to take me out of it.

Naked Witness

I was in our old first hill Seattle apartment - and while I was aware of Ian's passing in dream.. I was also somehow expecting him to be alive - was a strange mix of awareness and unawareness there.   I had walked to the end of the hall where Ishmael came walking out of his apartment completely naked doing some walk/dance thing - he recognized me and didn't flinch - just continued on filming what he planned to film as I slowly walked backwards to my apartment to reel in on what I just witnessed.

Decapitated Work Dreams

During the night I kept looking out of my east wall bedroom blinds to see if I saw any lights that would indicate someone is home at my neighbors house - I kept thinking I did but then had to wonder if it was the bright moon highlighting the windows.  In waking life I have called the HOA and expressed concern that the house looked broken into, or someone having left the house didn't fully close their front patio doors. - and although I called twice the doors when I got home yesterday still seemed too disheveled.

Back to the dream.. as I was looking through these blinds I witnessed a group of people making a trek through my backyard... in dream I had access to open this window - and I opened it and said get out.. the police are coming...   I ran over the other other south window and watched as they hopped over the wall and flipped me the bird... as if I did something wrong.  I was kind of creeped out now - that people were just passing through my yard in the night - I didn't and don't feel safe.

A motorcycle cop showed up he parked his bike in my backyard just outside of the east window... his partner had entered the neighbors house from the back... when he returned he looked white as a ghost... the owners had been decapitated - a mother and an infant baby... it was assumed that the father had the same fate or perhaps was being held - again, now I really don't feel safe.  I start scrambling to collect things in the house to leave - leave for good.

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I was helping a woman who flopped between Jill and Maureen and her new start up business - she had no idea how to get the basis of routing to work to get calls to her employees that were in various locations.  Pat who flip flopped between himself and Sean, had applied for a job here - he had a joke resume - like not a care in the world resume that listed things like drinking beer on the river, ect.  But she liked it - when I got my hands on her system I figured out her local ACD first - when I had her log in there were 2 options that had picture representation.. a cartoon lobster and winnie the pooh.

78 Unkempt Days

I had received an updated list of names for those that needed to attend my call and saw that Cobra was on that list - I wasn't even aware that he had worked for our company - I immediately msg'd Pat and asked if he knew.   The scene flashed to the parking lot just outside of the west entrance doors - as the narration of Pat's reply played.  Said something along the lines of yes - his wife held some get together that allowed him to hook up with some girl (figures) - the wife was a tall blonde and she was carrying a tray of baked goods she had sprinkled some gold flake dust on to as she walked towards the building.  Cobra had long hair, thinning on the top pulled back into a pony tail.

When I walked back into the building towards my desk I had to pass various booths that were set up to demonstrate or sell something.  Turn the corner and I'm asked if I want to try a new energy drink - I politely decline and then Reed passes with a sugar free one in hand - I either said to him, or said in my head - "figures you'd be involved in this"

We got word that they were going to fire cobra for his appearance - which I contested - although I had only just met him today - he wasn't any more unkempt than 50% or more of the people that come in and out of these doors on a regular basis.  So then they said it was for attendance, Pat and I looked at each other and I asked - how much has he missed? - They shouldn't have told us - but the guy at the desk with the personnel folders - fiddled through the file and said "78" days.

$120 Scorpion Traitors

I had been carrying around a check Ian wrote me a while back - it was for $120 - but he hadn't filled the check out completely - I had to write in the rest of my name in the "To:" field - and sign his name - accidentally signing on the memo line I had to do it twice.  In dream he was alive - Oddly I was aware of his suicide in waking life, but not fully aware that this was a dream... though I had worried about the act taking place - we hadn't been in contact.

I picked up an annoying lurker of a friend K, he had a pet scorpion and had all the confidence in the world it would never sting him... this things was huge and rock-like muscular looking....  I thought him to be a complete idiot.  Sure enough, soon after we had boarded a train he was trying to show off and the thing stung him in the face. - he dropped it in a glass a soda and as he held his face he opened the door of the train and dumped it out once the train stopped moving.

Army troops were on board and I expected them to help but they fled.  Medics came and held him down as the reaction to the sting was growing worse - body swollen, uncontrolled muscle movements. - They ended up mummifying him in some type of mummy suit - and later when removed - it was now a girl that had been in the stung - and she was producing a liquid from her vagina that could soothe the reaction when collected and rubbed on the skin - the medics didn't buy it but supplied the girl with cotton swabs to collect and distribute where she saw fit.

Flash to the military guys who had fled, they had ran to the edge of a cliff where a superior had been - this leader in uniform was a traitor - and they all watched while a missile was shot right though his body from a capital building across the way.

Floating Jealousy

I was on an tubing trip down a massive river - the floatation island I was in could hold multiple people- but there were only a few of us in it - while a crowd of people behind us pushed and a scattering of people walked in front - so during this scene it was almost as if we were floating on air and it was a dirt path that those behind and ahead were walking on.  Marie was there, she had organized the event - she had showed me the total bill for lunch it was over $10K at some sandwich shop - her sister Betty had helped set up that order where people could go to get any sandwich they wanted.   I had drank a beer or two and had thoughts of guilt for being on this raft that other people were pushing - it would be easier on them if I were walking with them vs. being assisted along.  Bryan was one of the people ahead - he made a comment to the effect of why am I not like how I was when we first met.  Funny thing is, we had never met, but in dream I recalled a time before we did meet and I had been drinking much more and was out of control.  He liked drunk Liz better... vs. the quiet reserved Liz.

There were 2 other guys there that had met though being connected with me and they were happily together now - though they still got a lot of grief from others due to the same sex relationship.

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I had been talking to Mr 11 on the phone - and the question of my time being wasted emerged - he made some comment about he can do what he wants to do now and that I matter not...  He started to tell me about a girl Jacki that he had plans to go visit so we would be out of contact for a bit... I was holding back emotions cause this was exactly the kind of thing I wanted to avoid, though knew was very possible from the beginning, yet I stuck around.  My voice went silent on the phone - I couldn't admit I was jealous, that I was hurt - but he could tell, he knew me well and then tried to make plans with me to make up for it.

Reluctant Circumstances

I'm reluctant to write down this dream - not in any specific detail because I have a long time superstition of it becoming true if I do (completely ridiculous I know!)... but I like to keep records.

Someone dies suddenly and unexpectedly under mysterious circumstances...  I felt very suspicious about it but the ME couldn't give me any info though I was directly related and would have been someone that they would have given info to.

Black Widow Problems Getting Dressed

I was masturbating on a bed in the backyard... noticed my neighbor through a crack in the wall as he was working in his front yard - wondered if he had caught me and knew what I was doing.  Then I realized there was a black widow above me and before I could slide off the bed it started to descend - I woke up.

I was listening to an old temporary co-worker talk about all of the problems she had since she left the company - I was busy trying to figure out what I was going to wear and found several shirts folded on top of my closet shelf that I forgot I had purchased and they still had the tag.

High Sadness, Secure Comfort

I had to petition to get access to a high security facility where Ian was being kept - Mom had ventured with me for morale support.  It was  huge cement building and we had to go down several stories underground before I got to the long hall that when you took a left at the end is where he had been kept.

I wasn't sure how he would receive me.  We hadn't had contact in quite some time... in dream there was 0 knowledge of his suicide.  His cell was large and instead of bars it was really thick glass with 3 circular holes in it to pass things through.  They let me inside his cell - I can't remember any words being exchanged - but he allowed me to sleep in the bed with him... to comfort and be comforted.  

There was a security camera that watched everything in his cell - my vision would flip between 1st person and then between watching the cam - and being the cam watching.

The stark contrast of sadness and comfort ruled the dream.

PooPotSpy Fragments

Sitting on the floor of a huge stand in shower with Pat - he had hand crafted brown clay into fancy poop logs - each of them different and joked that each came from Trent - I started swooshing water from the shower towards them to encourage them to go down the drain... although they were fake, the realism of it and the idea of it being real left me holding back a gag with each one...

Pot bust/sting operation

Spy vs. Spy but in real life - 2 girls trying to get one over on the other and each always outsmarting the other over and over back and forth.

Sibling Suicide

I was visiting my parents in some place they lived that I am not familiar with and there was another sibling there that did not resemble any sibling I have in waking life. 

This new sibling and I were home alone... the parents were out.  I was sitting in another room, but it was weird because I was watching what was happening through what felt like an out of body experience.  This girl bent over the sink and shot herself in the head.  I was instantly traumatized - and in shock.  Frozen to do anything thinking I can't witness this, I can't go through this again.

After a time I knew I had to go and see first hand - when I turned on the kitchen light - it was gruesome - there was blood on the cabinets where her body slid into it's current position - and I noticed she was still somewhat conscious.  Frantically I called 911 from my cell phone - the reception was bad and the dispatcher and police officer commented about it so I said I'd call back from my parents home phone - but the battery on the handset was low and I had to call in from my cell again.  I was crying hysterically trying to explain what happened.

It was too late.. she didn't make it.  I was completely and utterly devastated and I felt guilty that I couldn't act sooner, had I, maybe she could have lived.  Having to tell my parents was the hardest.