While I was sleeping last night I had two awesome dreams. At some point in the future we need to be able to record dreams the way our minds eye sees them. If I could do that, I’d never again watch TV for entertainment.
1st dream: Pixie Dust
I played Faunasphere for a short while and retired to bed. In my dream my mind continued playing the game, only true to form of mental capacity, my mind put me in the game. One of the Goals I was to accomplish was to catch this fast moving plant before it reached the end of a specified course. The catching of this plant, which looked like a rice plant, was one of several predetermined random prizes. So I hit the button and tried to catch the plant. Unable to catch up to it, I ran around it and headed it off at the pass as it were. When I caught it It seemed it was a simple ordinary plant prize but I was wrong. The small wheat like flower tip began to glow and sprinkles of what I thought was pollen fell into my upturned palm. Suddenly my hand felt very light. I sprinkled it all over myself and realized that I had gotten one of the rarest prizes, Pixie Dust! I flew around in the little forest with my flower and eventually captured it in a cup where it nearly filled the container with pixie dust. I wanted to know how long I could keep it, So I asked Tinkerbell. She was rather hoarse, but informed me that it would only keep for a day, and the best way to make a lasting supply was to plant the seeds and grow the plants, as long as the plants were in soil growing they would never die and would constantly produce pixie dust. Apparently I planted them and bought myself a house with two special rooms, that could only be reached by flying to them. Needless to say that was where the dream fizzled out but I could fly!
2nd dream: Sex Jail
I was at a party of strange people in my house when I found myself in a large area with one big pit and trenches all around. I was dressed in a PVC body suit, sandals and halter top. I was an employee of sex jail. When people ran past it trying to get to what ever was on the other side of the sex jail (there was no sex in it to speak of) I would alert these robots that turned the person into a balloon character long enough for them to be moved into the cell. I then went out to walk the grounds, in one of these channels that was between bales of hay. Apparently every one was wearing Latex or PVC pants. I pounced this guy and began fondling his crotch. He sighed and said. “Everyone always goes for the crotch, no one ever manages to get my ass.” I told him I did get his ass and then we were walking again and he was behind me. He started feeling on my butt. He said girl something and then I heard something, said I had to go, transformed into my Dragon form (something I commonly do in dreams) and took off flying. he ran to catch up and I increased my elevation (as in all my dreams gaining altitude is always difficult) and he grabbed my leg. I returned to the house where the party was and was sent to take this girl to a castle. I grabbed her, pulled her on my back in mid flight yelling out instructions. I specifically said. “Hey on my back between my neck and wings. Lean forward and hunch down. Press your knees into my sides and hold on to my mane like there’s no tomorrow!” I flew to her castle and suddenly I missed my castle and then flew there. So yeah sexy but dragony. wow, busy night. Maybe I will tell you about the dream where me and this guy evacuated all of Melbourne Austraila (several million people) with just us two, 3 greasers and a rouge autobot.
Nope no drugs. when my dreams are this active, I know I’m pulling out of a creativity slump. When I am in such a slump, I have very plain dreams or I don’t dream at all.
Tags: Ass, Castles, Crotch, Dragons, Faunasphere, flying, house, Latex, Party, Pixie Dust, Plants, Prizes, PVC, Sexual, Tinkerbell, touching
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