I never thought of myself one with chaotic dreaming. No, this was more than chaotic. It felt like someone came down from some supernatural plane of existence and revealed some crazy secret of the world. Bear in mind, this isn't an accurate description of the dream, I failed to remember some cru
my crush = this girl I loved when I was a teenager. Why she would come back to haunt me in my dreams is beyond me...
john mayer/jason bateman = two people in one, couldn't exactly make out this character's face but I had the impression he played in the desperate housewife type show. A fusion of John mayer and Jason Bateman is the closest thing this character resembles to.
myself as both participant and third person narrator.
Dream scene 1
The dream starts with me having girl trouble. I am insanely infatuated with this chick so I thought it best to buy her talking earrings, made of gold. The girl didn't have a problem taking me, but the earrings always managed to convince her not to go through a relationship with me. Paradoxically, I wasn't aware earrings talked or even why she would refused me. From my point of view, I am trying to figure out this obscure reason why she wouldn't take me as a mate (watched too many star trek movies). Maybe she didn't see me as worthy. We made up our mind to go see someone to reconcile our differences.
Dream scene 2
The master of love somehow happened to be jason/mayer. He is consulting this middle aged female doctor about this intestinal discomfort. We are in a dark lighted square room, I almost feel claustrophobic. Suddenly, I could see on the wall a picture with a huge intestinal colon drawing that resembled a vagina. My eyes zoomed in on it, and I notice beside the pink colon there are smaller scattered drawings of little 2D sentient people rotating. Then, a big rectangular table with a map materialized in the middle of the room forcing me to zoom out. The doctor recommended the impurities be flushed out of jason/mayer's ass. Jason/Mayer swallowed some pills and began throwing up, reversed diarrhea to be precise. I got angry at this doctor's lack of professionalism. Jason/Mayer had to be cured so he can help me with my love problems. For some reason, everyone became incredibly frustrated and we started chanting, repeatedly, pointing our fingers towards the doctor.
-this is a doctor?!! this is a doctor?!! This a doctor?!!
The doctor's mental state must have been weak because she succumbed to what looked like growing insanity inside of her. She started throwing a tantrum like a crazed person. She was running around the table doing the chicken dance, flapping her arms like a chicken would. Then, Richard Dawkins with his usual smirky smile materialized and said:
I'm not sure if it was the British accent or the provocative face... but at this point I'm laughing my ass off hard.
The end. Not to be continued...