Tag: Dreams

I went to some gathering of a bunch of schools. Both mom and peter were with me. Mom was actually one of my teachers. Some of the people I was sitting with started talking about alcohol, and started passing around a beer. When it got to me, I took the can and poured some on the ground before passing it on. The owner of said beer got really upset, and told on me, not knowing he was talking to my mother. We started joking about it infront of him as some other person started speaking to everyone, and left during it.

I brought two people over to my house. I think one was JoAnn, based on a comment she made during the dream, and a stranger I had met on the train ride to my house. She was older by afew years, pale skin, and short blonde hair. My house was just afew blocks from the station, and the outside was different, inside the same. When we got there, I offered drinks and food to both of them. Jo and I just had water, and the other person asked for some food. They wanted some of this lobster looking roast beef, and I grudgingly tried to nuke it for her. It started falling off the plate and out of reflex I grabed and put it back on, while starting to feel sick. I threw it in the nuker with a paper towel over it. I washed my hands like crazy, then carefully balanced her plate on the bay back to avoid touching it again. I washed my hands again, and explained that I don’t touch meat. Jo said something about my leather wallet, and I asked her who bought it for me, and pointed out that I don’t use that wallet anymore. The stranger then left, at the door I made sure she knew her way back.

I was a woman, trying to get into some holy land a man and I had found in the woods. The entrance was guarded by living metal statues, which moved to block our entry. After awhile, all but two statues left, and then shortly after, the remaining male statue went inside. The female one that stood guard let only me inside, telling me in a hushed voice “It’s upstairs” and lifting the gateway very slightly for me to get under. This holy place turned out to be a house, and I immediately went upstairs planning to steal a fishtank. As I was searching for it I got a vision in my head of the female guard directing me to what I wanted. I took a small picture and a small clock, and ran back out the entrance, thanking her, and jumping through a small hatch I found in the woods.

I was then in a semi-familiar place. Feeling like I had done it before, I unscrewed the vent cover on the floor and snuck through it. I wentthrough afew rooms, one of them I clearly remembered having been in (another dream that i don’t remember logging?). I looked in the drawer to make sure it was the room I thought it was, and the same stuff was in it. I went through that vent and into a room across the hallway. I could see gov’s talking to people in the lobby, one of them at one point yelled “He’s seen the forbidden fruit!”. I took the opportunity to dive across the hallway into another room when the door began swinging open on its own.

Surprised again, I have the same memories of this room and the two women in it. Sortof a dentists room with two chairs, a younger and and older woman. The older woman said I couldn’t be in there, until I said that I just need to escape again. Then she and the younger woman both smiled at me, the younger asking me how old I was. She then told me she was 8 years older. I hid the picture and clock next to a cabinet as I realized I didn’t remember to bring the screwdriver with me across the hall. Then I woke up.

I was in a car tunnel somewhere, documenting a prank with Rob Cockerham (of cockeyed.com) and one of his female assistants. I think it had something to do with a prize car, and pirates treasure. We were on the walk-through part of it, where there was a chair and a bunch of copies of paper. I have no idea what was written on them, even though I was the one who made them. They were written in script, however, dirtied up, and had 1$USD taped onto the back.

His assistant and I both started taking pictures. The only thing I remember seeing through my viewfinder was an eye, or my face on a giant wall- smiling and talking.

Rob mentioned something about being sorry that he missed my arguement with the universe. I think that’s what I was seeing through the viewfinder.

I was being held by police at some college. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but I had been near another person who was arrested. Eventually Sarah came in and explained things te the police and I was allowed to go. I walked over to my parents, and they were holding some things that Sarah had given them. Some rollerblading stuff, a blanket, and candles she had been given as both good and bad awards somewhere. Mom said she would mail them to me, except I took the blanket right away. On my way out the door I ran up to Sarah and hugged her and thanked her. After I had left, she called me back and introduced her friend Dave to me, she hugged me and I tried figuring out what was weird about the name. She had the same full name as one of my friends, and her name was Dave.

Outside, I stumbled around with my bags and my blanket. Eventually getting lost in the woods, where afew people helped me roll my things up rather messily. I yelled at a car to back up and drive around, since it stopped on my blankets and was just looking around, confused. Me and some girl helped me finish it up. I tried finding some bark that 05/work well as string, but she said I could get piss the trees off and then they’d eat me. I stood back and stopped, instead watching a cat trying to catch a living furby looking thing. It caught it right as it jumped off the wall. The cat then climbed another wall which had lots of little furbys inside it with their heads barely peeking out. They grabbed and held the cat as the furby in its claws got loose and then they all began to eat the cat.

Then I was in some sortof native African tribe, as one of 3 white people. I was grabbing bananas like Donkey Kong 64 on ropes and vines, and then went to get food. They had afew working vending machines in a back corner, where I saw the other 2 white people eating breakfast. I got coffee, and a bowl of wheat cerial. It cost me over 10$USD, which after some back and fourth arguing, was because of the coffee.

I was then out canoeing with Andy in a long, shallow river. He had told me his camera was broken, but when we got out to see what was going on with some people, he grabbed it out of his pocket after seeing a white horse running around.