DREAM: Going insane. I am with a large, fat animal of some kind at one point. At another point, getting gas at a futuristic gas station. The rest of the details are blurry.

DREAM: I am on Twitter for some reason. I see E.M. and he has a profile that apparently cannot be deleted. The font for the web site looks better than the font on the actual web site as well. Later, I end up meeting E.M. in person. I tell him about what I saw in the dream as if I was no longer dreaming in this encounter. He said he wanted me to do the code and the work to make my dream a reality. He spoke some strange dialect and I immediately recognized he was trying to cast a spell on me. I said I was on the hell.com project. He said something ominous like, “I can put you back in there.” E.M. ends up walking away and I walk up to these women who are talking amongst themselves and tell one of them that E.M. just tried to put a magic spell on me. It is at this point, I ask an entity in my head if I should leave. The entity said “yes.” So I find myself at the entrance of the building about to walk out and I wake up soon after.

DREAM: Eminem is rapping over what sounds like experimental electronic beats. It sounds interesting except for the fact that there seem to be long pauses between the beats. As Eminem is playing, I start to race in a driving game. Apparently, you can drive into the water, so that is what I did. The blue swells of waves turned green as I drove over them to indicate that I was getting a burst of speed. When the race was over, I could see a screen that showed 1, 4, and 9. Apparently though, I came in first place, because the “1” started blinking to show that I came in first place. At first, I thought I was going to lose because there appeared to be cars in front of me. Later, Eminem’s side-kick is there. It appears to be a younger girl. It appears that Eminem is offended with the way I interacted with the girl, and they decide to make a song for me that would turn out to be some kind of torture device. I pressed play on the black-colored stereo and out of nowhere a string of what looked like brown hair inserted itself into my face. I started pulling on it to get it out of me and it never seemed to stop coming out. After a while, I was surrounded by this string that came out as it is now all around me and I am still trying to pull it out. Someone rings the doorbell as this is happening and I decide to answer the door. Lo and behold, it appears to be Eminem and he’s brought an entourage of people with him that seem to be ready to party (the police were also there too.) I forgot exactly what he said, if anything, and he ends up leaving abruptly. I am still dealing with the torture track that is actually creating physical sensations that are very unpleasant. I feel as though I am trying to lift a large weight and it wasn’t until I said, “help me God,” that it finally stopped.

I am at an amusement park. My father is there also. He is talking to my mother on a cellphone. He has her on speaker phone and I can hear a woman in the background say “he’s on speaker phone.” I end up climbing aboard a large boat where they are acting something out and having the rest of the audience participate. I try to escape when I realize I am probably lost. I somehow find my friend C.L. and I ask him if it is really him. He says something to the effect of: a real version of me. I tell C.L. i am going to turn into him. I try my best to act the way he does but I end up just feeling ridiculous for making the attempt. Later, I end up in an area where green blobs are sucking on me, and my other friend J.F. is there pretending to be Jesus Christ. He pulls out a weapon, some kind of metal contraption on a wooden handle. The weapon then morphs into something else, like something more futuristic looking, but still very primitive. I gasp in horror and J.F. asks me what is wrong. I say, “nothing, it’s just it looks amazing.” I wasn’t really impressed, I was more in shock that I had been lead into something like this. J.F. says he was going to recite scripture or something to that effect at this point. I take this as my queue to leave. I have to sidestep some furniture that was left to block the doorway as I was leaving. Then, off in the distance I see a restaurant setting and attractive women attempting to sit down. I try to make my way over to them but then I end up sitting next to these overweight men in blue clothing. I assume they’re trying to resemble some kind of sci-fi movie. I then see J.F. talking through other people and telling me they are almost ready. I try to escape and I end up waking up soon after.

DREAM: Being ushered into a mental hospital. My cousin G.O. also gets admitted and appears in a blue hospital outfit. I start to get confused as to what medication is what as a plate of cups with large pills in them appears.

DREAM: The CIA are doing something but I am not sure what. Someone (the CIA?) start stealing expensive items from my house. I start acting like an alien and pretending that getting my things stolen does not bother me. For a moment, I cannot remember if I am affiliated with the CIA. Upon realizing I am not affiliated with them, I lament not being able to access the information they have at their disposal. Later, a scene plays out where people’s lives are being exposed by some kind of all-seeing information system. My life starts getting revealed somehow and unknown people are gasping at how strange I act.

DREAM: Trying to guess the colors on a panel of rectangles. You cannot see the color initially and you are supposed to guess the color before it lights up. I was getting the colors wrong. Later, ending up getting confused in an area that has water. Trying to find a place that does not have water. I find a green cave. At first I am afraid to go into the cave because I am afraid a creature will be there. I end up going into the cave anyway and there is a creature, but it appears to be harmless. I stand up on a table (???) and try to level up against the creature, who appears very tall. Then the creature decides to level up against me and stand on something like a couch (???) or something like that. Later, trying to stand on a ledge that ends up falling over. I try to get to another ledge and it ends up tipping over as well. I end up not being able to make it over the wall to get to another room. After this, I see newspaper articles with cut-outs for each detail in the newspaper. Something about “1 sacrifice” and another newspaper article about nukes in Iran. I wake up soon after.