The City Inside the Eye in the Sky

8/15/2025 –

I suddenly find myself in this almost Roman feeling architecture. It’s these enormous red and tan toned stone architecture buildings and you can see the sun coming over the hills over the city. I’m on the top floor of a multi-floor restaurant/bar type environment. I go over to the proprietor and tell him he should go back to the old way of doing things. I can sense he does not like this suggestion even though I’m not sure how. As I look out at the gorgeous view of the city and mountains, I’m not concerned. I’m right and he’ll have to come around eventually. Not only do I not know how I know this, I also don’t know a single thing about what the old ways of the restaurant were or why he needs to return to them. Oh the intrigue.

Later in the night I fall into this dream scenario where I’m traversing these plots that all happen in this huge blue thick bricked building that seems to be continually mutating to match the narratives. In this lower room my brother and I have a lengthy chat with this blonde woman in belly exposing athletic wear. She seemed nice enough but I didn’t think much of it.

From there my memory is just that my brother and I then walked into an upstairs room that was essentially a black hole. Something intriguing absolutely happened there but all I remember is leaving. We’re heading out but someone informs us we have to take the blonde athletic wear girl with us. There’s something wrong with her, she’s in prison. Yeah, sure, let’s do it.

I somehow morph through the walls and ceiling into the room this woman is staying in and it’s kind of fucked up. Like, wow, they buried her deep and the walls are thick down here. Why the fuck did they do that? Also, she seems to be injured, like she fucked up her back or something. She’s just lying around and you can tell by her posture that something’s off. The good news is that it’s no problem getting her up through the walls into the van. She’s strapped in and ready to go in no time.

Which involves doing ridiculous shit driving through the city in a ridiculous minivan. Lots of things that should have made me go lucid but didn’t. All I remember is going to this basement business downtown and disappearing into another memory black hole. When I come out, I get back to the van and another old friend and his girlfriend are in there. I’m concerned but then nope. Yeah, plenty of room somehow. The blonde athletic gear woman is now with her boyfriend. They look like they fit in just fine and it still looks like her back is jacked up.

I’m told that they’re selling her family home. We have to go check it out. I thought it would be too crowded in the expanding van but there’s plenty of space so let’s do this thing. When we get there it’s this super fancy high-rise condo. This place has a city view patio with a windowed fence but the fence itself keeps detaching from where it’s supposed to be in impossible ways. I have zero clue what’s going on here but it should have made me go lucid. It didn’t.

Where it gets funny again is an hour or so later I wake up in a dream version of my room and there’s some new porn I just got a hold of that I HAVE to masturbate to. The problem is that it’s morning and very possible I might get caught. What to do, what to do? I just have to see this new movie. I haaave to so I’m gonna take the risk.

When I do, of course nothing’s working right. I’m trying to fast forward and rewind the thing but everything gets wonky every time I do. I’m suddenly realizing why I had to see this so bad. It’s the blonde athletic woman we rescued from the basement prison and her back seems fine. She looks totally different though, now her with long red curly hair.

The whole premise of this thing is that she’s a sexual healer. This guy is ailing in his second-floor apartment. The ambulance shows up, the paramedics come in and prep the room, then leave. She now gets out stylishly. As she opens the door in her white short skirt medical outfit, you can see him lying on a gurney, ready for action. She’s gonna fuck him back to life. She channels red lightning sexual energy from the stars.

But fuck, goddamn it. My brother is at the door and he’s literally tap dancing. Like seriously, he’s tap dancing outside my door while I’m trying to masturbate.

“Go the fuck away!”

I yell at him. He’s not listening and my other brother shows up with a tuba. All of this is genuinely funny as is the fact that rather than just giving up, I race across the room to close the door but when I swipe at it, I go flailing into the abyss.

“Oh shit, I’m dreaming.”

I think to myself as I careen recklessly back into my body.

Now another vision where I have a large vanilla soft serve ice cream cone. I take this cone up to a fountain soft drink dispenser and accidentally chop off most of the ice cream. I look back at the cone and there’s still a little left but it’s now mostly just the ice cream in the cone.

“That was stupid.”

I think to myself in the vision.

“That was stupid.”

I also think to myself in a waking state after coming to.

Next I’m tapping into chihuahua rage mode and when I do this my eyes lose their pupils and turn bright red. Chihuahua rage mode motherfucker. I can feel the red anger energy coursing through me as I’m sprinting through these underground tunnels. There’s another power animal chihuahua behind me at the tunnel opening and what? What the fuck is going on here? This question pulls me out of the whole thing pretty quickly, which does suck. I very much want to know what was going on there.       

8/16/2025 –

I’m at a party at a fancy downtown high rise with my brother. We’re on one of the lower floors and we go outside on the reflective window balcony. We’re just chilling and having fun when all of a sudden the deck we’re on starts slowly flying off into the sea of stunning reflective window towers downtown. Except, you know, what the fuck? How are we flying away on a skyscraper balcony? That is the question.

None of us seem to really have the answer, which is terrifying. There seems to be some sort of invisible tech or force surrounding the perimeter of our flying deck. None of us know how this is happening but none of us suspect anything supernatural either. We just think it’s some kind of mechanism that happens to be invisible. We can sort of see its presence as we slowly float through the air.

It’s conflicting because I mean, flying through the sky downtown is fun. On the other hand, we have no idea how we’re even flying or where it’s taking us. We’re mostly enjoying downtown but as we start to slowly head north, I’m increasingly freaking out. How do we know we’re not going to just drop out of the sky eventually?

Right about when I’m going to lose my shit, my brother finds the secret. See, you just reach your hand into this invisible pocket here and push this way. When you do, you can now see the flying apparatus, which is like these strings and strings of excellent looking patterned kites. You reach your hand in and you can grab onto kite strings. If you move them around it changes the direction of the flight. There’s a beach full of people below and my brother gets us on the ground no problem. That’s about where I lose the thread.

A vision of a coin with a tower that looks like the leaning tower of Piza but not leaning. Just a mighty tower that doesn’t lean at all. That’s the vision.

A brief vision of a city of lights shining in the night. It looks like a sparkly galaxy but I can feel the shadows of enchanted architecture behind the lights. There’s a feeling flowing from the coastline. This is the city inside the eye in the sky. The heavenly counterbalance to our lower abodes.

Now I’m at what seems like a fair standing next to the booth where you can fuck a ham sandwich. I’m looking into the booth and there sure are a lot of large open jars of various sauces. I start wondering why that is and you know what? I don’t want to know.

8/17/2025 –

I’m out adventuring around and it’s ridiculous because it’s getting late and I know it. Like, I’m barely going to get any sleep tonight. I just keep hanging out though but do I remember the details of any of this hanging? No. No I do not.

I do remember finally corralling myself into the place I’m supposed to stay though, which is inspired by the apartment my brother and I shared in Oxford, Ohio. There’s this complex party going on and I’m standing in the hallway where I get into a conversation with my girlfriend from high school, who lives right across from us. This happens in this crazy white hallway situation where we’re talking to each other from inside our places while holding the doors slightly in front of us for effect. All these people keep passing us as we chat. It’s a good chat and are we vibing? It seems like we’re vibing. Also, she really doesn’t look like my girlfriend from high school. Kind of like a combination of her and my college girlfriend I guess.

Anyway, she eventually says she needs to go to the bathroom and so she walks down the hallway to do that. I’m satisfied that this is a good break in the conversation and yeah. I’m finally going to go into my room and go to sleep. When I do though, there’s another blonde-haired dude dressed all in white who’s trying to lie down on my bed. I stop him like:

“Yeah, this is my bed dude? You’ll have to find another one.”

He seems to accept this, but when I finally get around to going to sleep, now he and his friend or brother or whatever immediately get in next to me. Both have short blond floppy hair and both are in white bath robes. Just creepy McPoyles from Always Sunny vibes. I think that immediately when I wake up quite specifically.

I’m not super happy but I suppose I could make it work. My dogs even seem to both be under the covers and ready to snuggle which makes no sense but sweetens the deal. You know what? I’m not feeling it and what the fuck? I’m paying for this shit.

“Wait a minute.”

I think to myself as a swirling translucent portal forms on the white wall across from me.

“Am I?”

I’m not sure but moreover, the confusion from a thousand similar dream scenarios temporarily disorients me. I look at the bed and see the time on some internal display that looks projected everywhere. It’s like 3 in the morning. God, I’m going to get up in a couple hours. Why don’t I just stay up? What am I going to do though? Should I try to hang with my ex-girlfriend from high school? She did seem to be warming to me but uhhh. No. She has never once called me back when I’ve tried and I’ve tried a million times. I am remembering this correctly from a myriad of other dreams throughout the years. Not once. She has not called me back once.

Later, in a vision there’s a white energetic entity. It tells me it can help out with babysitting, and with this I’m confronted with an image of the two creepy guys I was not wanting to share my bed with. You can babysit those dudes? Cool.

Not long after now I’m chatting with a dark energetic entity. It can supply the cake. It’s got the cake situation on lock down. Good to know. Also, is it? It’s a dark entity so I’m not entirely sure how large I want to go with the cake. It’s dark hued cake, clearly chocolate, which is in fact the best.    

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