In dreams…

from : sleepy joe

sent on june 20th, 2025

Took a 2 hr nap and this is what i dreamt(spoiler ending is anti climatic and kinda sucks)

Beginning is a little shaky to remember I think it was right after my graduation and my class was having a party in my school where there was 2 rooms, an art room and another room I never entered and a bathroom. I was with friends and there were drugs in the form of gummy bears everywhere in little tins. But someone pulled out a pill and I ended up taking it with my closest friend and then we went to the bathroom but before I went in someone said we should get a gummy bear together, I didnt really want to but he said we should so I did. But as I was walking to the bathroom I turned around and saw him spit it out, this made me spit it out mine I hadn’t swallowed it yet but I had chewed it on it. After going in the bathroom I saw there was throw up in a trash bin. I go to a urinal and this is where the pill starts to kick in and I realize I’m touching something gooey so I look down and there’s throw up all over the urinal. I start to look around the bathroom and there’s throw up everywhere and I mean everywhere. It was my friend who I had taken the pill with who did it and I start yelling at him for throwing up everywhere and then walk out the bathroom.(him throwing up means he’s threw up the pill and I’m going to be alone on this) I start walking to the art room 

Walking through the crowd I feel their eyes on me, after getting in the art room I realize it’s empty and (this is where it’s hard to tell what exactly happened next) I go on TikTok and get the most scariest shit where it feels like I’m IN THE VIDEO but I keep watching them. Until eventually I realize I have the ability to stop, after which I start moving around the room which looks like a room straight out of deathnote. A dark art room with faint light coming in from 3 big windows. There was also a bed in the corner of this massive room where I slept ( I think?)

After “waking up” I realized all the stuff from the room I was in was being taken out and the person doing it told me I needed to leave soon, but I stayed. There was a girl who was sleeping in the room next to mine we never talked but I would see her walking sometimes through the open door, she was short, had glasses, curly hair, and didn’t look like the type of person to talk much. a bit later its day time and I’m playing with a big dog and a little tiny goat in the room, suddenly there’s a red couch in the room and the goat was hiding under it, so I start to play with the dog and then try getting the goat out from under the couch but the girl had taken it into her room. Later it was night and I remember standing on the bed in complete darkness and tweaking off the pill which was overloading my sensors. There was a mirror across from me where I saw myself shirtless. The girl did something during my time of panic something I would praise her intelligence for later but I’m still not sure what it is she did. Anyways I go to for sure this time and wake up from people breaking into the room and putting a thing around my neck forcing me out the room like an animal it was two ladies who I could’ve easily fought back against but for some reason I didn’t, maybe because I knew I was in the wrong for even being in there, the ladies take me to the back of a cop car where I’m told I’m going to be arrested 

The ladies were racist and said people like me were bringing the price of the houses around the neighborhood down. The entire interaction woke me up and took me to my parents house basically to say goodbye and I’m in the car driving down the street and I see the girl from earlier she’s walking down the sidewalk and goes inside of a well decorated house with red carpets and lit up candles hanging on the walls. This is where I tell the people in the car that the girl is a genius and is the most smartest person (I’m still not sure what she did that made me call her so smart) but eventually I arrive to my parents house and people are talking to me and I’m listening but I look like I’m not which I normally do and their telling me I’m just going to have one really bad time but then it’ll be over but I just need to get through this one thing. I was then in a newer home my parents had bought my parents irl have been struggling financially for the past two years but always said things would get better which I guess they did only after I’m told I’m going to prison for what seems to me is going to be a long time.

I had my phone on me and I get my first text in days and it’s my friend asking what’s up with my new profile where I changed my pfp and username to my middle name which I never use but recently started thinking of it more after finding out the meaning behind it which is “he who struggles with god” which I think suits me growing up in a very religious house and then later becoming an atheist I’m getting off track. Anyways I think of changing the song on my profile to Kanye “never see me again” but for some reason ( and this is the shitty ending im talking about) the universe decided that me going to jail somehow contradicted with Kanye ever making music even tho his first album dropped in 04 and I wasn’t even born till 06 but somehow receiving the news that Kanye never existed woke me up from the dream. Out of everything I went through in the dream the thing that scared me the most was Kanye never making music. 

And thats it, that’s the dream thanks for reading.

-Joe

P.S I’m not proof reading this so sorry for any errors 

P.S.S the me going to prison part was pretty ironic (along with other things in the story some of which I cut out for being unimportant) because I actually planned on doing something very much illegal today that could’ve put me in prison. So maybe this dream w
Is a sign not to do It who knows maybe ill end up in prison after and Kanye will never release music again

are you telling the truth?: yes

are u ok with this being shared: yes

i read this out loud to my friend. i was very drunk and she was tired from the heat, and we’d been dancing. i felt sort of delirious. now i’m better. i think perhaps you are somebody filled with a lot of anxieties, perhaps fears that you haven’t come to terms with. things you’ve yet to process.

perhaps you give in too easily to others wishes. you’re frightened of going into things alone, though you’re not frightened of actually doing these things. at least not consciously. the vomit is interesting to me. i think it could symbolize the consequences of your actions, and how they cannot be swept away easily. what comes up must come down.

perhaps you spend too much time online, which brings tiktok into your subconscious. maybe the girl you saw through the dream is a section of yourself you have been closed off from? a survival instinct, a genius, a feminine force to rival the masculine one that dominates you.

you experience a loss of autonomy. have you experienced much racism? it seems to be returning forcefully to your subconscious.

you long for safety, for stability. you think it’ll all be over one day soon, but you fear that it won’t ever be.

your brain logics all your fear out and projects it onto another. kanye. something easy to digest… if he goes, i go. etc.

you seem to be dealing with anxiety over something. probably the illegal thing. do not rob the pizza joint. find another way out. there is always another way. your unconscious mind is begging you.

much love to you ‘joe’,

gabriella