Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Watching the Earth Turn Red from the Moon


I woke up on the moon only to find the man that got us there had died... it was just me and my sisters...or so I thought... there were also spiritual guests...some not too pleasant...we could see earth quite easily...it was now a red planet with temps reaching well into 300 degrees...I worried about my parents...there were strange bugs there... at one point I realized it was a dream and blamed it on something I watched before bed...but I watched nothing last night...another dream within a dream.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

The Combined Efforts of the Consciousnesses



I haven't been able to recall my dreams too clearly lately...but I have felt a strong presence on the fringe the last 2 sleeps...both aware in my subconscious and conscious. They (my consciousnesses) worked together to keep it on the outskirts, thwarting all efforts at attempting to be in the forefront.


When your mom tells you that you keep everyone at a distance, it must be true.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

People in a Tin Box


in an old run down house I found an old tin box full of pictures of people whom no longer existed...with each viewing, those in the photos, appeared in the room....the neighbor ate cereal and told me something about each photo I viewed. At night he wore a hazmat suit and a gas mask to keep warm...and kept watch to keep me safe from lurking dangers.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Head Shaving Exposures


she picked him out from the 3 that were eligible to pick from... he wasn't the most attractive from an outsiders perspective...but if you got to know him he was definitely the best pick from the bunch and that always shines through on the outside...they frolicked on the shore and she began to shave his head which exposed one of those psychological sectional drawings on his head...he was in a hurry as though it were a race and he took off towards the water with a small tuft of hair still attached to his head. hmm....3rd theme of head shaving in the past week... what does it mean? - AND - txting someone at 5am to say you've had a bad dream and need to know if they are OK is embarrassing, but really it's the only way I'm going to relieve my worried mind.

Hybrid Sharks in Australia


ok...remind me to not read about the evolution of hybrid sharks before bedtime...still waking and dreaming multiple times through the night...and 2 of them had to do with shark infested waters as warned by a plaque on the austrailian shore then the witnessing of an attack just 3 yards offshore. the realism was grotesque and now I'm all panicky and exhausted. I know it was just a dream...but my body reacts as though it really happened. I feel sick.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Sonic Air Rifle Testing


3 wake ups... 3 dreams.....I was testing a sonic air rifle... the trigger had to be pulled while you were cocking the gun...it was a tricky thing to master... and the damage to anything shot was somewhat delayed...you would watch the progress as the air compressed against whatever it was that was hit....I blew a perfect circle through the bottom half of the door... the adjoining wall was already demolished by others prior test shots.. I went around to the back of the building to find supplies to temporarily fix the door and wall... while others pulled up to make purchases. There was a stand off moment when one came out holding a gun, but the owner was no where to be seen, I thought for sure he had been shot and we were next.

Paying for Something Real



In the middle of downtown somewhere that had steep hilly roads, I saw him on a date, though it wasn't a typical date, he paid for her company..when he ran into me in the street I didn't allow him to know I knew...he would have been ashamed and embarrassed... but something told me, that although it was an arrangement.. it would soon turn into something real for him...it was about time.

Barbie Shoes in the Basement


she couldn't stand that I called her shiny pink shoes 'barbie shoes' - surprising as she wanted and liked to be the center of attention...she kept asking what else I noticed, what else was different.. I didn't care, but said 'didn't you used to wear glasses?' she gave a satisfied grin, and I was annoyed. thousands of tall brown pillars of dust rose from the ground as we all hid down in the basement...