My Psychotic Dreams

Throughout the 2000s, I have had some very psychotic Dreams, and here, I will describe them in full.

1 & 2: The Teletubby Dreams.

In 1999-2000, I dreamed that a Teletubby's Circuitry went haywire and it went bananas, runnint at me, grabbing my nose and pulling, saying "Tear!"

Then, I dreamt that I was in a bookstore or something, and was holding a little Teletubby keychain, and it made different noises when you made contact with it in different ways, and as I squeezed it in the bum/left leg region, it said "Ouch!", and I then, with a streak of malicious glee, kept squeezing it and making it go

"Ouch!" over and over again.

3: Fighting over my Soul

I dreamt I was at some party with people, and one fat woman had "Thally", the name of an Oh! My Goddess Fan Artist and Fanfic Writer who was a short, skinny girl on her shirt, somehow I saw a Minbari Head on a badly drawn toddler-scrawled potato-like body with three legs, and then I was in a glowing room and two women in masks covering their eyes nose and foreheads, one with a halo, the other with devil horns and tail on hers kept reaching for me, and arguing, I had trouble hearing their quarrel, but the Devil-one said "He's Mine!" and as they reached for me, I kept pushing them back.

3A: Cork-Bajir

THere was Cowboys, that a Banana  sat on, then ddumb dumb Trebek Beck Blah Blah Blah, then  was n a whte (non-detaled) house wth drapes and sheets over the furnture, and  was trapped by Hork-Bajir (at least 56) and Visser 3,  then i screamed "oh "word my mormon aunt doesn't say because duck heads cry or some gay "Pete's Dragon Shit", "IT'S ALL OVER!!!" ANd then Ross Perot came in, swngn sausage links, goi"ng on about Kung Pow weenie, not having slugs in my ear.

He saved my @%&hndhanmexcan

4: Megalodream

I wandered around, saw various old guys and old women dancing in a hall, then they came out, the women in green leotards with clown pom-poms on them, I then ran out to confront a monster, got comedically angry, sorta like the guy in "Ziddi", Screamed "NO... MEGALO!" and turned into Megaloman and beat him.

5: Ran

I also dreamt that I was in a movie theater when the closing credits of the movie were rolling, and Ran, in her Sexy Rosetta-Sei Leotard, came in hauling trashbags.

6: Gramma's House

I visited Gramma's House, and jus tlived there hermetically, seeing odd, wildly changing buildings, setting, vehicles and different, often autumn setting.

7: You aren't supposed to be here!

I was walking with Belldandy, somehow, and Barry Hayes, the hyperactive long brown-haired surfer-slang using guy in khaki bermuda shorts calling me "Dude" over and over again saying to me "It's all right, Belldandy wouldn't lie to us!"

I said "hey, you aren't supposed to be here!" Then dove to my right, rolling down a leaf, bush and vine covered hill and soon being chased by a Truck with it's brights on.

8: ACParadise

I was with the Ah! My Cosplay Trio (http://web.archive.org/web/1999011808523/amc.otakuoutpost.com or go to http://web.archive.org/web/2003102308225/http://www.ahmycosplay.com or go to http://www.acparadise.com and look up Raya, Umigoddess and AllieSkuld), and a followed them through a tunnel, and walked into a pool of water on top of a skyscraper.

9: Possession

I was moving neutrally, going on one of my old nomadic migrations with Erik, then we came to a generic-looking white 20th century house with a one-car garage.

Moses was there, running something, and I walked around a couple halls to this long side room, where some blondie was leather-cuffed to some metal table, and she was possessed, her eyes looking like intense, cat-eyes that stabbed my eyes a little bit watching her.

I was only mildly scared looking at her, in a brief stab, but otherwise implacable... Neutral...

10: At Home with Onii-Sama

I Was hanging around at home, watching TV, then met my Linebrother, George Carlin again, who showed me something interesting about Commerce and Moving aroudn in a busy city and seeing and hearing lots of (kinda) interesting stuff, and I got on my knees and called him "Onii-San" in this oddly placated, happy sweet voice, some other people I didn't know went in the house and I tolerated this. I also went in the garage and me and Powell got some soda and enjoyed the sunny weather.

This was my Brother talking to me; - he contacted me in my Sub Surreal Conciousness. We keep in touch, and I was fully aware and functional in the Dream, although THAT was somewhat of an Illusion and All That Jazz.

This, is deconstructionist liver-writhing Demonneedles several multidimensional layers past hitting Mickey six-seven times, past dreary sunny past awkwardly being in jail and cardboard enclosures, so many "no way out" nasty rumors

This is Luna Loud, and her @$^/[-#$@ Honeybuns Traumatic Candy. They are Batshit insane like Geezbat against the Orange Tyrant and Play Rough.

An experience with them is like a day at Sakuracon with some Fanta, Rum and 3 THOUSAND cases of Weinhards.

Go to aszii at Deviantart (Sexual Fetish Site and home of Perverse Desires and Poetic Scrawlings), which doesn't sound like a upfucking damn gerbilscrewing idea of a Fucking name, but then again, kendra sounds like a Klingon Name to Watashi.