Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Codex Fish

Theres a fish. Fishy fish fish. Its alive.  But it doesnt look like a fish. It has a head. A regular fishy head.  Then its neck is a tube. This tube continues through a dinner plate. Then the tube continues through another dinner plate. and then another. And then its tail. This was all I dreampt. Was this fish. I think it was from looking at the Codex Seraphinianus too much.
 

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Holy crap. Whales.

I am walking along a pier, that follows the beach's edge. I look down below onto the sand and see whales, drying in the sun. There are about 6 of them in a line followed by a few more beached sea lions. The sea lions are huge, the same size as the whales. I'm saddened by their death... no one wants to see such an amazing creature be washed ashore, especially not six of them! I walk on and see blue whales and humpback whales splashing close to the coast. I'm worried they too will trapped by the sand. Someone puts their hand on my shoulder and assures me that these whales have been specially trained to do tricks! (and stay away from beaches and tides) This is where I stop and think: How can someone train a whale to do anything? In Sea World, they take away dolphins food so that they have a good "reward" for doing tricks. YOU CANT TAKE ALL THE PLANKTON OUT OF THE SEA! How do you give plankton as a reward to whales?! I don't understand. I really don't.
So I continue along the pier... watching the whales doing flips, splashing audiences with their tail fins. I walk on. I reach a department store, Sears or something. I'm still above it on the pier's platform but the whole store is made of glass and I can see whales floating amongst the shoppers. Whales in the clothing area.
Whales hovering above dishwashers.
Whales floating next to mannequins.

Wake.

And after I wake... I wonder: How could I be so critical of how to train a whale in my dream, but not even bother to wonder what the hell a whale is doing floating around in a department store.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Incest, Alligators, and Books.

It was centuries ago, I was seven and fell in love with a boy. We ran around the countryside playing games and holding hands and kissing.  Then one night we decided to spend the night together. In the morning, my parents came into the room with a rage. They told us that we were not allowed to be together or ever see each other again. The boy was my brother. My family left me behind and took the boy with them, leading him to exile on the other side of the world.  I began my search for them. I crossed rivers and meadows and I began to climb a mountain. I found a clearing in the mountain where the water was crystal clear. I followed the stream up and saw a little black girl holding her head underwater. I ran up to her to make sure she wasn't drowning, and pulled her up from the freezing water. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she yelled. I explained that I was trying to save her, and she snapped back it was part of her clans ritual, and she would have to start all over again. I asked if I could join her clan or if they could help me find my family. She laughed and told me to walk on. I began to run through the rivers and ended up in a marsh. Alligators. Everywhere. They thrashed and snapped at my feet and I dodged and continued to run. 

I made it up into the snowy part of the mountain, my feet freezing, I trudged on.  Then the snow below my feet would shift and snow alligators came wriggling their way towards me. I tried to out run them, but they were like a massive avalanche of alligators, at last I reached a cliff and jumped.

I found myself at the steps of an enormous castle. I entered. Inside there was a man on a thrown and people were groveling at his feet, asking Mozart to play them some musical piece to put their town at ease. I took out my camera and snapped a photo without anyone's notice and continued up the spiral staircase.  As I reached the top I saw an expansive science fiction library of paperback books. It was so bright and colorful and reached from the floor to the ceiling. I snapped another photo. In the corner there was a dark area, I approached it and saw that it was another smaller library. A sign read "English and Fine Arts. Untouchable Books" Apparently these were off limits. I turned around and there was a girl pulling out some of the science fiction books and a cat was kissing her nose. I snapped another picture, but my camera jammed.

Wake.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Like a Zombie B-Movie

This one is short. I havent been sleeping well, so not many dreams as of late..

I am in a mansion. People are yelling at each other from different rooms in an argument. Then the place starts to decay and fall apart. I run out the front door, another girl following me. We run along a cobblestone path towards a forest. Once in the forest we see what looks like a deer hunters post, with a ladder and platform and the top. We look back, not really sure why we were running for so long when we see them. 

Zombies. 

A huge mass of zombies are strumbling through the trees towards us. You can hear them groan and scream. The girl and I run up the deer hunting platform and at the top are guns, knives and what looks like an old pesticide gas sprayer. I grab the gas sprayer and the girl grabs a gun. The zombies start climbing up towards us and I start gas spraying the shit out of them while the girl blows their heads off. 

Its beautiful.

We manage to fend off the hoard of zombies for the meantime and climb back down and race toward a river. (Zombies dont like water?) There is a large sheet of metal at the bank of the river. We place the metal in the water and climb on and the sheet of metal starts to move like a raft and as soon as we start down the river, it turns into a white water/slip n slide kinda ride.






 (strumbling-  running and strumbling)


Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Stairway to Heaven

I had to pee really bad. In search for the elusive restroom I turned a corner and found a white door. I opened it to find a small room with a toilet and a black door on the other side of the room. I left the white door open, and walked in and opened the black door. Blackness. It looked as though the worled dropped off from there. Then I peered around the corner and saw a white couch with an african boy sitting on it staring at me. The boy asked me questions, 

"Why are you here?"
"What are you doing?"
"Where did you come from?"
"Dont you still have to pee?"

He continued to stare at me. I got up and went through the black door and everything seemed to drop off either side of me. A few fireworks went off in the distance but did not make enough light for me to see a horizon or any kind of landscape.  I walked along a path that appeared one stone by one stone every time I stepped foreward and found my mom kneeling against a rock.  I came up to her and she looked up at me and said

 "Dont you believe that Stairway to Heaven is the greatest song in history?" 

Then this monster thing that had the head of an anteater snout pointed in the air, it stuck out its tongue at the top of its head and began to speak in electric guitar chords. My mom put her head back down on the rock.

Wake.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

No need for help?

D1: I was on a floating prison, kind of like a giant plane. This girl and I were trying to figure out a way to escape when we found a cargo holding area that had been left open. We ripped out the fabric that had been lining the inside and I let the girl get in first. Just as she was crawling into the space, the guards came by and grabbed us, demanding to know what we were doing. I explained that I saw that the fabric inside the cargo bay had been torn, and my friend and I were trying to take it out to make skirts out of it. The guard kept pushing us around and told me that I don't have any needles or thread to make skirts out of and that I was lying. I ran back to my cell to put together some items that looked like I had been attempting to sew clothing. The guards came in and looked at my piles of clothing that I had ripped up and zippers that had been torn out of jackets and concluded that I was telling the truth, but that I was just dumb and didn't know how to make clothing. 

D2: I had been bitten by a giant spider. However, the venom was not going through my body very quickly because I had been eating a lot of vitamin C. (apparently vitamin c wards off spider bites?) I tried calling a hospital to tell them I was slowly being poisoned by a spider bite but they assured me my vitamin C concentrations would be enough to keep me healthy. Then my body froze and I was unable to move. 

D3:    There was a large swimming pool in the shape of a soup can. A few people were just casually swimming around in it when one girl started to sink to the bottom. People began panicking and someone swam down and pulled her up from the bottom. They threw her over the edge of the can-pool and we dragged her over to the lifeguards desk where there was a phone. She turned into a rubber doll, and we decided there was no need to call for help.... since she was now made of plastic. 

uh... wake. i think.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Crumbs and Bits

From a few days ago, small bits I can remember-

I am in a bus that has no driver. The bus is being propelled by the left over energy of the previous driver. Soon we start to head up a hill and someone pulls the cord to stop the bus, but the bus never reaches the stop. As soon as we hit the middle of the hill, the bus looses its momentum and starts to slide backwards. People are panicking and I run to the front of the bus to slam on the breaks.

I was in an all girls school and we were getting ready to play football. I then realized I had no shoes on and the coach began to yell at me and told me to go to my locker and find some shoes or I would not be allowed to play. I went to my locker but someone had stolen my shoes. I had a sneaking suspicion that they were in the women's bathroom so that was my first place to look. The bathroom was filled with people, but the stalls were so short that you could see everyone. I was so shocked that I could see everyone sitting there, that I forgot about my lost shoes.