I dreamt of a robot boy. He could control you with his mind. He could do things like make you hit yourself, hurt yourself ...
I didn't want to get mad at him.. He, it was learning.. But I also wasn't sure how he would respond... Would he become more violent if I did? Would he get out of hand if I didn't?
I asked if he knew how to be creative. I didn't know if he was capable of that kind of thought. It made him pause... I could tell he wasn't sure either, but he was curious. I was hopeful in that it would occupy him for a bit and I could get a reprieve, but I also that it might set his mind in another direction... something more positive.
I dreamt that I was in a body. It wasn't mine and it didn't feel real. It was as if I was some robot. Well, it was a robot. It was a man made body, but my consciousness felt real. I think part of me questioned my "soul's" realness though.
I looked down. I looked like a woman with dark hair. I was dressed in feminine clothing... navy sheer blouse and a navy pencil skirt. There were also two glass fuses that went down my center. I'm not sure if they were always visible to all or if I could just see them because I was "working" on myself. They were long, transparent and slender and looked a bit decorative. I popped one out and started to insert the new one knowing I would be just fine... or more like being neutral. It just was...
I dreamt that I was at some sort of free workshop. I think it was an intro to get you to sign up for the full package of services. I think it was business skill related or??, but for some reason they had an intuitive type person there. She was touted as being able to talk to your ?? guides or something beyond that was looking out for you. I don't think she was there to perform, but more of an introduction and free advertising for her.
The instructor started talking but the intuitive looked at me and started talking... She said something about that I should appreciate how much I love people. That I adore people completely and wholly and that should be my focus in my dealings and career.
I dreamt that Obama could run again as long as he ran under another party. He was in the room laying out his agenda for the campaign. ..
One of his constituents was discussing ideas on education. He wanted to abandon all public schools and systems. He thought we could all have free and more beneficial education by having the general public create online video type classes. Information would be more accessible, more up to date and more relevant. And children could choose there topic at will for a more organic learning experience.
I liked his ideas, but I thought... some things are best taught at a young age... like language and grammar. I don't think I would have organically chosen those as a kid, but who knows...
My my my, It's a beautiful world I like swimming in the sea I like to go out beyond the white breakers Where a man can still be free, Or a woman if you are one I like swimming in the sea
My my my, It's a beautiful world I like drinking Irish Tea With a little bit of lap sang souchong I like making my own Tea
My my my, It's a beautiful world I like driving in my car Roll the top down, Sometimes I travel quite far Drive to the ocean Stare up at the stars
All around is anger, automatic guns Death in large numbers, no respect for woman, or our little ones I tried talking to Jesus, but he just put me on hold Said he'd been swamped by calls this week And He could not shake his cold
And still this emptiness persists Perhaps this is as good as it gets When you've given up the drink and those nasty cigarettes Now I leave the party early at least with no regrets I watch the sun as it comes up I watch it as it sets Yeah this is as good as it gets
My my my, It's a beautiful world I like sleeping with Marie She is one sexy girl full of mystery She says she doesn't love me, but she likes my company For now that's good enough for me
I dreamt that I was heading back to a friend's condo downtown. We were both in a cab, but for some reason I decided to get out. My friend MB was going to continue to take the cab home, much easier and zero effort, and I decided to run across streets and walk through construction areas. When I first got out, I had that feeling that sometimes happens in dreams when you can't move like you would like, but I gathered my will and my thoughts and darted across the street before traffic could reach me.
The streets and sidewalks were getting redone. All street lights had been removed and there were now lights on the corner ramps telling you whether to walk or not, as well as in the streets. There were lines of lights on the sides and middle of the streets that would change color to let you know to slow down or to continue. It looked so much cleaner and pleasant.
I was about a block away now from MB's and walked by a roundish policeman. He was talking to a machine. It was a mobile ATM that was made of one large sphere and a few smaller ones mimicking feet I suppose, more in an R2D2 sort of way. The whole thing was a clear blueish plastic. The policeman was training it to learn the areas and to react to its environment. Soon it could be independent and "know" where to be on certain times of day or during certain events.
I arrived at MB's. We were immediately in the midst of making peanut butter cookies. M & I kept nibbling at the dough, while his partner was quickly rolling it into ball to bake and send on out of our reach. He was on a health kick and this was kryptonite.
M was on the phone and gave someone from our past a quote from me saying that "Calvin Kline has gone wrong." I was a gasp. No, I said... I love Calvin's stuff.
I dreamt that I was at a friend's home. He had purchased this new light called a moon light. It was on a small rectangular silver gadget and what looked like a white ball at the end. The significance of it was that it glowed like the moon, but did not reflect a lot of light. It let out a very soft light like the moon.
I dreamt that I was going to an island for a vacation. I was going with what in the dream was the usual crowd. A handful of couples etc. The island was in a cooler climate. More evergreen trees, dirt and clouds than sandy beaches in the sun. We were all there for a weekend in a house. We dumped our bags on the floor and sat around the table to eat as it was a long journey to arrive. The guy sitting next to me was kind of a set up. He was a bit overly touchy and inappropriately so... I moved his hand away that he was touching his wine glass to me with and the red wine spilled over the white rug under the table. I dabbed it up and it cleaned up nicely .... but they kept talking about it and digging deeper. Then it seemed to reappear.. and become almost impossible to clean.... and then it showed up on the rug near the fireplace as if it were spreading the more they focused on it.
I left to take a boat to another island. There was some sort of talent show that the children were performing in . I arrived at the island and saw a man carrying a young boy. It was my nephew, S. He swam across with a life jacket on as his parents were not going to take him. He wanted to play with the other children. I took him from the man saying I would take care of him and asked him not to share this with his parents. S was crying... they didn't understand him and although he could have been hurt, I didn't want him to be punished for wanting something so innocent. I took him to where the other children where, knowing he would be taken care of.
Then is seemed it was over and the audience was getting up to take the ferry back to the main island. I saw two men in the crowd. I panicked. They were both interested in me and were not aware of each other. I saw the one and said I had to run.... then raced to get to the ferry. The realized the situation and both became angry and were shouting accusations at me. I said fine then I'm done, even though there had been nothing to be done with... I then got on the ferry.
When I arrived at the main island I went to the local bar. It was full of fishermen, loggers and vacationers. The two guys showed up, but the feeling was different now. They were both ok now and wanted to be with me still.I kept walking around the place to get away though as I was truly done. I walked by some man I had seen several times due to work on the mainland. He started to tell his story to me as the guys showed up behind me. He had gambled all his money away.. down to a boat, the clothes on his back and some yellow women's shoes that he had on his feet. We talked to him for a bit. I said that his boat wasn't a bad way to retire, and he actually had it pretty good. He could also make money taking people on and off the island.
Which is what I wanted. I wanted to get back to the mainland urgently, but the last ferry had left at 2:30.
I dreamt that I was in a hotel. It seemed I was there for some sort of convention that was work related. The place was busy with people getting registered and finding their rooms. I went to find my group which all had rooms next to each other.
I was alerted that I was needed for some emergency. Some virus was about to be released on a computer system and if it was successful, it would cause world wide mayhem. I ran to the rooms and laptops were open and red bars on the screen were giving us instant feedback of how close we were to disaster. My teammates hurriedly closed the door behind me and checked that all access to the room was secure. It was too late and it had begun.
I looked out our hotel room window into the lobby. It seems the virus actually released the gas to infect primates and they were all over the lobby causing havoc. I was feeling lucky to be with my team and at the same time knowing I would always be safe.
I dreamt that I was with a man, someone who liked me and I him, maybe even in love. We were walking down a somewhat dark street when something happened. I'm not sure if it was a bolt from the sky or a chemical in the air, but we both knew what it meant, he would morph into something bigger than he was. Unfortunately that meant that if there was something else living in the vicinity that was not of the same genus and species, he would become part of that too. In front of us was a dark almost steely looking grasshopper. We looked at each other with somewhat despair knowing what was about to happen. In an instant he turned into a ten foot tall grasshopper, but only in shape. I could still feel warmth for him and who he was.
I must have fainted or lost my ability to stand for a moment, as he picked me up in his arms? legs? and carried me back to a location that seemed like a home base. I knew the other inhabitants would freak out from the sight of him, so I was ready with my lightening speed elevator speech to save him from getting clobbered. The little old lady of the place screamed and then off I went on the quickest PR I could muster. Everyone seemed to understand and he was allowed to come in and act as normal. It was movie night after all and we were all supposed to have a cozy night in. I popped a large bucket of popcorn for everyone and hands started going for it, my arms barely able to keep it steady. I lifted the bucket and said "hold on!" Let me get everyone their own bowl. I wasn't going to be the popcorn referee through the movie.
I finally sat down on the sofa with the new him. I still loved him and felt even closer after this experience.
I dreamt I was on a journey with my parents and maybe a few more. I needed to pack my bags to get to the next destination. I felt it was though I wanted it to be my last. I wanted to move on and be in a less cumbersome number for travel, decisions and general living. The contents of my bag were a little different with this new goal.. a little lighter, a little more self preserving. I didn't have space for frivolity.
We arrived at the new place. It was an old white house in the middle of farmland. It seemed to have been empty for a while. It wasn't dusty or full of cob webs, but the air just felt void of life. I didn't feel like our presence would change it much as we wouldn't be giving back to the house. I started unpacking some of the food items while the others milled around in the living room. One of the women with us was a tall slender gal, with a short red bob of curls. She was kind of our details person, partly because we needed it, partly because we very much didn't need it and it was just who she was. My dad had just requested for her to change a word at the top of a page. I think it must have been the group's plans or ... I'm not quite sure. But it was something we used, but didn't not have to be publish-worthy. She flipped out, not to him, but inside. You could see her sizzling. She paced back and forth and then to the air said something. I felt like she cursed us in some way and she was done. It was such a small thing to ask I would think, but in this case, she must have felt like it was the blind leading the sharped visioned and how dare he ask her to edit something he knew poorly.
I focused back on my task of the food and unpacking. In a minute, or so it seemed, she came running in looking concerned. She had the feel of ... "what have I done??" She apologized to me and reached up high to grab the plastic bag of rice I had just put in a high cupboard. She put it to my face. I looked... it was rice and looked back at her. Her eyes said look closer. I turned to bag over in my hands and then noticed movement.. and black bugs all throughout the food. I started opening drawers and pulling out other packages and they were all infested. She said that she was so sorry and there was nothing she could do now and she left.
I took everything to the outside trash and took a deep breath. I went back to the room that I would sleep in and thought I might check a half eaten chocolate bar that I had in my pack. It was still good. I kept in out just in case. I didn't want bugs in my pack later.
I went outside to see my friend RB. He was more of a loner and preferred to be away from the group when possible. There was another farm house next door. I got the feeling that we were not supposed to go near it. There was a dog tied up outside and it just didn't feel welcoming. I picked up a yellow cloth Frisbee on the ground and tossed it to RB. He tossed it back and the wind kept picking it up. The last toss landed it near the shed door of the other house. I thought I'd run quietly over so we could continue and saw that they had a hard plastic one. I continued my quiet return when a voice from the shed said "Hey!" I looked up to see a pleasant looking guy with blond hair down past his eyes. "We have a plastic one over there." Nodding his heads towards the plastic Frisbee in the grass. "It should work better. It isn't light like yours." I said thanks and went to pick it up.
I dreamt that I was talking about molecules with someone. During the conversation I remembered something that was said in the news a few years back... something about hydrogen bugs. They would jump through the air and swallow any moisture and consume the hydrogen. It was a perfect mix of their jumping, swallowing, consuming etc. that made them exist. It was pretty much all they did. The jumping helped convert the hydrogen which allowed for energy, which allowed them to jump and collect moisture and so on. It was fascinating in the dream for some reason. My friend and I then started laughing because we wondered if their waste product would be little O poos.
I'm sailing away set an open course for the virgin sea
I've got to be free free to face the life that's ahead of me
On board I'm the captain so climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try oh Lord I'll try to carry on
I look to the sea reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We live happily forever so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on
A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said
They said come sail away come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away come sail away
Come sail away with me
I thought that they were angels but to my surprise
They climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies
Singing come sail away come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away come sail away
Come sail away with me
I dreamt I was in line to get on a shuttle. It was going to another planet... and I'm thinking another galaxy. I was on "the list" for this shuttle due to my work in science. I was revered a bit and they expected I would be a benefit to have along. I was taking the place of a pilot I think. He was definitely high up in the ranks in regards to privileges. As we were finding our seats, he came up to me and shook my hand. He said "Thank you so much for accepting these seats. We really wanted you to have them and we are glad someone of your quality was able to take them."
I seemed to be in a VIP section of the shuttle. Although I think the whole trip was VIP. We were one of the first to go and would be well taken care of. I was able to take a couple of friends with me, PC & TMB. I put my things down on the seats that seemed to be a deep blue velvet or plush fabric. A woman handed me a couple of boxes that contained a bracelet. Very few people would receive these. They were extremely costly and rare. I put mine on and saw that it was not only beautiful, but functional. It was a communication devise as well as readied you for different atmospheres. I lifted my arms as normal and noticed that they were very heavy now.
I left my things to walk around the cabin, which was much much larger than any airplane. It was more the width of a very small theater. I walked passed one wall and saw a bar of sorts, although it was more for cooking and small bites than beverages. TMB was stirring something. It seems she was asked to watch the hot plate for bit while the woman who was cooking walked away. There were no servers or cooks, as they would not be allowed to take up the precious space on the shuttle, so the elite were cooking for themselves. I looked to see what she was stirring. It looked like brussel sprouts and small walnut sized brains. TMB, who liked all things fishy and pungent kept popping the small brains in her mouth. I was concerned as we were very lucky guests on this shuttle and this was not our food. I reminded her... "that isn't yours T, they will notice!"
I dreamt that I was living in a house with a few other people. I was the new person. I went to my room and looked at my piles... or were they the previous tenants? or was it furnished? I didn't feel like some of the things were mine, like the stereo. I turned it on and was enjoying a groove and then felt self conscious... was it too loud, was I supposed to use it?
A guy walked in (contractor from one of the job sites). He seemed kind of like someone who didn't have much life in him... to clean, to care, to exert noise. He seemed to grunt what I was thinking about the music, but that it was ok...
Then I noticed a few more roommates. One was a woman I work with. She was heading to work and wondered if I wanted to carpool. I didn't. I was explaining that I wanted to be able to leave on my own at the end of the day when I noticed I was already in the backseat of her car. She said she had to stop at Safeway and pick up something before taking her baby to a doc appointment. Her little girl was with his and her new baby son. I thought that was fine until I realized we were already late. By the time we were done with everything the day would be over, I hadn't called anyone letting them know what was up with me. She parked the car and I decided to head back home so I could take my own car to work.
When I arrived a friend of mine was there...AMS. I was working on some balloon prizes. Blowing them up and then putting objects, cash and so on in them. They were all red and resting on the ceiling. We looked at each other and were wondering how we could be together, which was odd since we were a few steps away from touching. I knew my brother was coming so I nodded my head at him to hint we should go to anther room... we could be together there. In the mean time, I wanted to pop a balloon... get my prize. The one I filled had car cleaner and 5 dollar bill in it. I popped it and was happy to have the cleaner be mine.
I dreamt that I was hanging out with C a new girlfriend of DH's. She was telling me that they would soon be moving in together. I wondered how that would work, due to in the dream, she lived in another country. She said that their countries had an agreement that you could live in the other for up to 13 years with no issues... like a traveling visa but longer. He would move to her's, but he had debt racked up from school and if he went there, he would have to pay immediately. That country was Japan, although she did not live there... it was a bit confusing. I was happy for them and curious how it would all work.
I dreamt that I was in an apartment. I was renting from someone and had a portion of their house. It was pretty nice ... high ceilings, lots of windows, older with wood floors and character. I think I was sleeping in and was woken by some noise. I looked up and there were workers on the side of the neighbor's house. I had always kept my windows open because no one could really see in, but they were almost against the glass. I rant to the curtains to pull them shut and noticed they were not on the neighbor's house, but building a new wall, which is why they looked so close. One of the construction guys said hello and was saying won't it be nice... it being new etc. I didn't think so, it would be a big wall in front of my windows and blocked my light. I could see he understood and sort of felt bad.
He was nice, short hair, dirty blond. I offered him some water.
I can wait another day until I call you You've only got my heart on a string And everything a'flutter But another lonely night might take forever We've only got each other to blame It's all the same to me love 'Cause I know what I feel to be right No more lonely nights No more lonely nights You my guiding light Day or night I'm always there May I never miss the thrill of being near you And if it takes a couple of years To turn your tears to laughter I will do what I feel to be right No more lonely nights (never be another) No more lonely nights You my guiding light Day or night I'm always there And I won't go away until you tell me so No, I'll never go away Yes, I know what I feel to be right No more lonely nights (never be another) No more lonely nights You my guiding light Day or night I'm always there And I won't go away until you tell me so No, I'll never go away And I won't go away until you tell me so No, I'll never go away No more lonely nights
I dreamt that I was with my high school boyfriend. We both looked a bit like we did back then and seemed as though we were still in love. It was different this time though. We were not needy for each other. We didn't have that intense desire... what we had was much better, a kind of nice comfort that was lighthearted and playful. We were on the floor snuggling a bit and then a boy tumbled on us... he was ours... or they were. There was a boy of about 5 or 6 and a toddler still in diapers. It was a nice family and a nice feeling.
I dreamt that I was living in a small village. TB and had both planned on eating healthier... meaning no sugars, breads, pastas etc. I went to the mailbox that was under a tree and found many packages were delivered for both of us. They were cards, treats and chocolates for Valentines Day. We both decided that maybe we should wait a day or two for our healthy eating as it would be sad to waste the presents we had just received.
At that point my step mom came by. It started snowing and she needed to run a few errands in town. We walked and walked in the snow, which was shaped into a kind of raised street. Then we started sliding, which was a bit like driving, but with less control. .
I dreamt that I was in a building. I worked there. I was up in the IT department and needed to take elevator. I walked back to the server room which was a bit cramped with wires strewn all over and found the elevator. It was a two seater. I thought maybe that it was a secret work elevator or a special private executive elevator that took you to the top floors.
I got in to see if it would take me to where I needed to go. It moved, but not up. It went sideways then up then at an angle and then out of the building. I ended up a few blocks from the building out on a street. A friend of mine was there and we started walking back to the building, but then we were on a tram. It went by a new coffee shop near our building called Canby Cafe. I was criticizing the name as it seemed kind of cheap sounding. A Russian man owned it and I figured he didn't know that Canby wasn't impressive in this city. M kind of got after me and then I felt a bit bad for being over critical.
When we returned to the building, the lobby was remodeled. It was nice enough before, but now it was futuristic, lots of metal and bright colors. It looked kind of flashy like a Vegas hotel. We continued walking and saw a man that was cooking. It seems he had a cafe in the lobby and we had a longstanding relationship with him from working in this building so long. I saw a whole chicken coated in wax and remembered that he had told us a story about some old recipe where you stuff sliced smoked meat into a chicken, then you dip the chicken in wax, coat it and then fry it.
M started talking about his husband. He said that when he and P would think the same thought, it would happen, whatever the thought. They were practicing controlling their thoughts to bring about change that they wanted.
It was a ruby that she wore On a chain around her neck In the shape of a heart In the shape of a heart It was a time I won't forget For the sorrow and regret And the shape of a heart And the shape of a heart I guess I never knew What she was talking about I guess I never knew What she was living without
People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove Speak in terms of belief and belonging Try to fit some name to their longing People speak of love
There was a hole left in the wall From some ancient fight About the size of a fist Or something thrown that had missed And there were other holes as well In the house where our nights fell Far too many to repair In the time that we were there
People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of Reach out to each other though the push and shove Speak in terms of a life and the learning Try to think of a word for the burning
You keep it up You try so hard To keep a life from coming apart And never know What breaches and faults are concealed In the shape of a heart
It was the ruby that she wore On a stand beside the bed In the hour before dawn When I knew she was gone And I held it in my hand For a little while And dropped it into the wall Let it go, heard it fall
I guess I never knew What she was talking about I guess I never knew What she was living without People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove Speak in terms of a life and the living Try to find the word for forgiving
You keep it up You try so hard To keep a life from coming apart And never know The shallows and the unseen reefs That are there from the start In the shape of a heart
I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations I know will be all right Perhaps it's just imagination
Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away
Alone between the sheets Only brings exasperation It's time to walk the streets Smell the desperation At least there's pretty lights And though there's little variation It nullifies the night From overkill
Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away Come back another day
I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations that I know will be all right It's just overkill
Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away Ghosts appear and fade away Ghosts appear and fade away
I dreamt that I was in an office. I'm not quite sure if I was moving into a new office or had been sharing one and someone else was moving out, but it was an improvement... more space, more freedom. The items of the other person were being put in boxes and I could see my future office clearing its way for me. I saw bare walls where I could put my art, desk tops and drawers where I could organize my things and create my own atmosphere.
I dreamt that I was on a bus. I needed to get off of it because it was not going where I wanted to go. It was going some place I had been before. Once I headed towards the doors, I questioned myself.. Should I just stay on it as it is going forward, I don't know which bus to get on or where to catch one? But no.. this one wouldn't get me to where I wanted to go.
I stopped for second to think... last chance to stay on this bus leading to? or risk trying to get to my desired destination
I decided to get off the bus. I started walking on the side of a dirt road. There were trees on one side, but otherwise just dirt. There were others on the road... also heading in one way or another. Possibly knowing where they were going and possibly not.
I dreamt that I was in a building, like an old plantation house. My dad, my brother and I were leaving and going to walk out the front door on to the porch. The porch was very large and surrounded the house and there were a wide set of steps leading down to a very large front yard about the size of a field. Many people were out there and there was much commotion. It seemed we were walking into a war of some kind. I noticed now that we all had a gun and so were prepared in a small way to engage. My dad and brother paused and sat on the steps, I standing behind them. My dad was holding my brother's hand as if to comfort him, both of them faced forward. I felt as though they must have a stronger link between them that I was unconscious of. It didn't feel bad, it just was.
We walked out into the array of boys and guns and they went one way and I was solo with my gun. As I looked at who I was fighting, they truly were boys. None of them more than 5 feet tall, with little uniforms and caps that looked like they were from the civil war. One boy tried to shoot me but I gained control of his arms and stole his gun. I thought I was good then, but he had another gun hidden in a pocket, which I wrestled from him as well. Finally I realized if I wanted to live, I had to shoot. I grabbed his musket, which had a long very skinny barrel of metal with no wood surrounding it and shot. The bullet left the barrel in slow motion, but kept straight to my target. I knew I could hit anything I pointed the gun at with accuracy. I exclaimed it out loud to anyone that was listening. I shot again and again, not to kill, but to live.
I dreamt that I was going to mall with dad, He is grumpy, He needs to shop for something particular.. . I think a suitcase. We walk in the mall and there are so many children rambling about freely... We comment this is unsafe as we heard of an article stating that there have been kidnappings etc. in this mall. Then all of the lights turn off... I see everyone is in pajamas... it is some special pajama night... I'm thinking ok.. from bad to worse?
We keep walking through the mall, dad is still frustrated. We find a shop that has luggage and go in. Dad is looking for his particular item that he wants and I meander. The shop keeper is very nice, and kind of cute. He notices my dad is irritable. He tries to get my attention and ask me out but doesn't want my dad to notice fearing how he might react. I look at him and try to continue the cloak and dagger. I take a pen and try to write my number down for him and mouth to him to text me what he would like to say, but the pen isn't writing. I try on another piece of paper... I try scribbling lightly... harder, shaking the pen and trying again... nothing is working. I look up at him... then a light goes off... My business card! I look and look and sort through a hand full of business cars, but there are none left of mine, just a bunch of business cards from other associates. My dad wants to leave, he is done with the store. I go and walk to the door opening and he is out the door. I look back to the shopkeeper and say good bye and when I turn back to the door, the store is moving... like a locomotive. Or maybe the outside is moving like one. I look outside and it is dark and snowing and no longer the interior of the mall. I feel as though I can either follow my dad or stay with the shopkeeper, but the decision will be final. I find myself slipping, the entry is tilting as if I am on a mountainside. I grasp the edge of the entry with my fingertips tightly and try to pull myself to the shopkeeper, who is now on his stomach with his hand outreached for mine. The outside is moving faster, the choice needs to be made now. I grab the shopkeepers hand and pull myself to it and kiss it as if that is the seal to the deal, the exclamation of my decision. It feels nice and we pull each other closer and are together. Then the store is the moving train. My legs are still hanging outside and we are still holding tight to each other, to our decision not letting the movement, the snow or anything sway our grasp. Then the train stops at the entrance of a shabby tunnel. There is old garbage and this and that strewn about all in different layers of black and gray. We look at each other and kiss. From the corner of my eye, I see what looks to be an insect. It is about 6 inches long and looks to be made of red beads stacked in a line. It curls over itself and then a flower blooms from it. It felt beautiful and affirming.
We may still have time We might still get by Every time I think about it I want to cry With the bombs and the devils And the kids keep coming Nowhere to breathe easy...no time to be young But I tell myself that I'm doing alright There's nothing left to do tonight but go crazy on you
My love is the evening breeze touching your skin The gentle sweet singing of leaves in the wind The whisper that calls, after you in the night And kisses your ear in the early light You don't need to wonder, you're doing fine And my love, the pleasure's mine Let me go crazy on you
Wild man's world is crying in pain What you gonna do when everybody's insane So afraid of fortune, so afraid of you What you gonna do? Crazy on you, let me go crazy on you I was willow last night in my dream I bent down over a clear running stream I sang you the song that i heard up above And you keep me alive with your sweet flowing love Crazy, crazy on you, Let me go crazy, crazy on you
I dreamt that I was visiting some woman. She was an older lady and lived in a unique apartment downtown Amsterdam. She lived there with her husband. She was cordial and a good host, but at one point she said..."you know, you are really close to New York City... would be a shame if you didn't pop over there. I also have a friend there that has offered up her condo for free." I was thinking... did I over stay? Are they annoyed with me? I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew I was going to at least stay one more night. I called my friend MB to see if he would be interested in a trip to NYC, that it was a great deal with a free place to stay and so on. He said yes.
So we all of a sudden were there, but there now was some third world country. We wanted to go downtown, so we went to where you would catch a bus. While waiting we walked into an old building and into some shops. We were surprised at the high quality of items. The bus had arrived and we rant to jump on it. Everyone else had boarded and it was full, or so we thought. The driver was Turkish and said with almost a mean smile... "Grab onto the door, it will be fine." I looked at my friend with a reassuring face like.. this must be normal so let's get on and not lose our ride. I held onto the door and the man sped off... the door swung out and my feet were dragging on the ground, although I did not seem to get injured. I yelled at the driver to stop and let us get on properly and I noticed there were actual seats on the bus, so he did.
Then we were in a hotel room. It was the room of the owner where I worked. We were getting ready and moving about, knowing we had to get out of there before he returned. I had accidentally pushed some button which auto-remade the bed. I quickly pushed the button several times to stop it from happening. I didn't want evidence of our presence in his room. The bed didn't completely come undone, but was ruffled. I was going to go retighten the sheets and blankets, but the owner showed up.
I dreamt that I was at a speaking event. The woman that was speaking "knew" things. She had the answers that you wanted. Only a few would be chosen from the audience to talk to her on stage. She was up on stage and talking to the audience, fussing with her hair a bit. I noticed she had braided the top of her hair to create some height. Then I noticed it was a hair piece. She continued talking and was pulling out different wigs, all different colors and styles. I wanted to see them on her as it can really change how someone appears. She just kept pulling them out and twirling them around on her hand and setting them back down. The session was at a break and many of the people left to use the bathroom, get a coffee or just stretch their legs. A few of us continued to sit in our chairs.
She stepped down off the stage and mingled with us, something she never does. She walked up to me and asked.. do you have any questions. This was a great opportunity... I had her all to myself and could ask anything... it was like her opening a giant wallet and saying... want some? take what you need. I couldn't think of anything.. I immediately said.. "I'm fine, I don't have any questions." I thought to myself "What is wrong with you?!?!? You have the holy grail in front of you and you say no??" I stopped her quickly and asked her about some problem that I already really knew the answer for ... and she gave me the answer that I already knew. She walked away and a woman in front of me turned and said that she had the same issue. She was a very large woman, with black hair all atop her head and bright clothing. She went on about how she was afraid to lose weight as her shape would morph into something less feminine than when she was heavy. I told her it was only a phase and that it would improve and that her health was more important that her worry of the phases. She looked at me and kissed me straight on the mouth. It wasn't romantic or meaning anything.. more of a thank you. It was odd to me, but nice in a sweet way like a squeeze on your shoulder or a hug. I looked at her and said, besides, you are pretty, luckier than most. Not sure why I said it.. I guess I wanted her to focus on the positive.
(Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah, ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah) (Oh, oh oh oh oh ooh-ah-ah, only the lonely, only the lonely)
Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Know the way I feel tonight (Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah) Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Know this feeling ain't right (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)
There goes my baby, there goes my heart They're gone forever, so far apart But only the lonely know wh-why-why I cry, only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah, ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah) (Oh, oh oh oh oh ooh-ah-ah, only the lonely, only the lonely)
Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Know the heartaches I've been through (Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Know I cry and cry for you (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)
Maybe tomorrow a new romance No-o-o more sorrow, but that's the chance You've got to take, if your lonely heart breaks Only the lonely
I dreamt that I was on a ship to somewhere... The ship was where I worked. I didn't do ship related work, but it was where our offices were. The coworker of mine was KM, AL and would morph back and forth between being other people in my life. I wasn't sure what my work was, but I was so happy to be on a ship, mobile, moving around instead of in an office. It was great. My coworker and I were on the bow of the ship and had a huge window. It was large enough to go a bit below sea level. The ship started rocking and moving... and then swirling in a large circle that started moving faster and faster. I looked outside and saw a whale shark. I said maybe he is nudging us?? They said no, this is something else. The boat started tossing and turning, the bow going completely under water and rising back up. Part of me thought I should be scared, but I wasn't. It was so exciting and thrilling. A ships man came to see how we were and said we must seal our door to not flood our cabin. It was already halfway under water. I knew we could easily die, but this way of living was living and the old was in the office felt more like death.
I dreamt that I was going camping with SaPa and JP (boss' son). We were gathering beers for the trip. My friends KJ & HJ were going as well, but on a separate trip. They were checking out their tent and making sure it was ok. It was made of an almost sheer fabric that was easy to clean by just shaking it.
I had to use the bathroom and was sitting there when J walked in. Normally I would of eeked or screamed, but he treated it like nothing and asked me a few questions. I realized that it really is nothing and why are we all so freakish about our bodies being seen.
I dreamt that I was at my brother's. They were going through their things and throwing away what they didn't need or want. I saw some velvet blue curtains I had given them recently. They were high quality and beautiful. They were ruined... stains, threads pulled, and son on. I was mortified. They were going to toss them... they said they were not worth anything... I was beside myself on how someone could treat something so poorly. I said "if you didn't want them, why didn't you give them back instead of treating them poor...." Then there was a can on the ground. I showed it to my step mother. It was an antique. The label had a painting of a cartoonish cow on it. It was actually quite cute. So after the curtain talk, I thought I would lift my spirits by fixing up the can and observing it. I asked my step mom if she could hand me the can...
Her: The van?
Me: The can
Her: It's tan?
Me: THE CAN
Her: The van?
Me: THE CAAAAANNN!!!
I woke up to my heart beating and being frustrated.
My eyes adored you Though I never laid a hand on you My eyes adored you Like a million miles away From me you couldn't see How I adored you So close, so close And yet so far away
Carried your books from school Playing make-believe you're married to me You were fifth grade, I was sixth When we came to be
Walking home every day over Barnegat Bridge and Bay Till we grew into the me and you Who went our separate ways
My eyes adored you Though I never laid a hand on you My eyes adored you Like a million miles away From me you couldn't see How I adored you So close, so close And yet so far
Headed for city lights Climbed the ladder up to fortune and fame I worked my fingers to the bone Made myself a name
Funny, I seem to find that no matter how the years unwind Still I reminisce about the girl I miss And the love I left behind
My eyes adored you Though I never laid a hand on you My eyes adored you Like a million miles away From me you couldn't see How I adored you So close, so close And yet so far
All my life I will remember How warm and tender We were way back then Though I'm feeling sad regrets I know I won't ever forget You, my childhood friend
My eyes adored you Though I never laid a hand on you My eyes adored you Like a million miles away From me you couldn't see How I adored you So close, so close And yet so far
I dreamt that I worked at a sort of fashion place. I felt like I was an account manager of sorts and we had clients that were designers or? something that dealt with fashion. I know that we had to keep track of the new seasons and not quite sure what else, but we had to please them in one way or another. I liked the product but not the pleasing part. I didn't like the idea that I had to read minds... I did like the current lines I was working with though. A new fella was starting, a tall blond guy, with an odd haircut and straight bangs... almost a bob. He wanted my clients and I had to hand them over. I wasn't happy at first, but I just decided to accept it. What is is ... I moved to another desk and started handing over some of my paperwork. It started to feel better, to feel good that something new would be coming to me. Then I went over to explain who he would be dealing with and he turned into someone else... someone I liked. WW. We laid on the ground and started going over things. At one point I had to reach in front of him and his face brushed my ear and he whispered I love you. It felt so nice, and I loved him too but I didn't say it. I held my breath. I was worried... if I said it what would happen next... would we have to act on it... was it right... was it a mistake
I dreamt that I was on a boat... I think I lived on it. There was a window at one end and I opened it. I was living on a river and I noticed a tiger swimming under water and a duck was standing on its back as it swam. I thought how crazy and cool and where am I that there are tigers in the river?? Then one tiger noticed my open window. It came close and at first I thought neat... but then it seemed like it was going to crawl through and I thought not so neat. I tried to shooo it away and it wasn't scared. I finally tried closing the window and it must of worked. Definitely a feeling of curiosity followed by fear.
Then I noticed the boat moving... someone had detached it from the dock. I wasn't sure how to operate it yet. I was floating down the river to who knows where. Then I thought it must have a motor or some sort of way to control the movement. I found the motor in the back and started steering. Then it was open and free of the house part. It was better and I felt better.
I dreamt I was holding a baby. Was it mine? someone else's? not sure. But I though it was beautiful and I was proud. Then the baby was a young man. He had curly hair. I told him, "We need to find a name for you." He liked ships and pirates so we started looking in old sailing books and then just old books. He looked on a page and said "Dionysus, I like that name." So he became Dionysus.
We were on a boat planning on a destination. It was too a big city or village that I had known would offer him variety and potential. We were sailing along enjoying ourselves when the watery path came to a fork. The boats were in two now and he was heading down one way, an unknown path to me and my boat was still at the head of the fork. I looked at him and with concern as if to ask.. should I be going with you?"
He looked back at me with a face that said.... I'm excited ... it is ok.
I dreamt that I had two new bosses. Alec Baldwin was the head of the company. He seemed even keel and professional. He looked out for his employees as well as his pocketbook. His next man in command was an Andrew Dice Clay type. Not someone you would trust with your daughter, but at the same time, he would look out for anyone he was connected with. I had mixed feelings around him for this reason. I knew he would take care of me... it was almost a warm feeling. But I also know he would take advantage of me if he got the chance.
I dreamt I was with RC. He lived in empty vacant houses. We were cozy together. Another girl tried to get his attention, but he wasn't interested. He really wasn't interested in being with anyone, but I didn't require anything.
Then I dreamt of GV, great feeling of friendship.
Then I dreamt of RB. I saw him and said.. "you've moved back!" I was happy to see him. He asked if I would like to buy a winery or farm with him. I was about to tell him of some property I was thinking of buying... but then realized, he hadn't really moved back, but he was going to move somewhere new. I liked the idea and decided to go with him. We stayed at an inbetween place before getting to the farm. It had the feel of an old western town, simple. He, myself and his niece all slept in the same room. It was nice and peaceful. It was wonderful.
I dreamt that I was at a bar with FE. There were picnic tables, a goat, people smoking. C&SK showed up. Then JS showed up. A group of guys needed chairs. They seemed like they were from some local sports team. The place was filled with bar flies. One older crack lady was showing me her bruises. She had wet her pants. The roof of the place started leaking.. it seemed it was more of a shed than an actual building. One of guys asked who I was. I introduced myself and FE. Realizing SK already knew him. JS saw a puppet on a wall and went after it.
I asked a red head if he knew MM, he didn't but I said that he would look. First looked at his phone because he had to do some buddy exercise. One was called mosquito where you clicked heels together. He had to tape what he did to send back to his buddy. It looked like a difficult move and funny. Then a video came up of MM. He was bearded and D, his best friend. They were playing hockey? No, maybe it was luge, and with the red head. So he did know him.
Later I woke up with a guy. I was worried, but then realized that I was fully dressed. We were at a luge track. A drone was above taking a video of it. It was grassy and muddy. I saw MM and said "oh this is an Oregon luge."
I walked the old crack lady to her home. She asked some man for a writing piece. I guess she helped addicts. The man had taken his last pay and bought drugs. She asked him "Where is my article?!" He said it was coming and she went on about how she could pay someone else for this instead, trying to give him tough love. She asked what he did with his last pay and he lied. She kicked him out and he was on the corner between a building and a dumpster. His eyes got wide. He was going through withdrawal and needed a fix, sweating and fidgety. Then his eyes got bigger. Was he high? No, more like that he was in some trance. Like he was now under control of this thing. As his eyes became larger, they turned black. He dropped to the ground, his body bloated, arms shrunk and he flopped down. Looking like a fat seal. Noticing the feel of cement, that there was a puddle near by he wanted to roll in to feel. And to just sit and experience. It was sad but not. He was helpless to the drug, but not as miserable as it would appear to an outsider.
Welcome back Your dreams were your ticket out Welcome back To that same old place that you laughed about
Well the names have all changed since you hung around But those dreams have remained and they've turned around Who'd have thought they'd lead ya (Who'd have thought they'd lead ya) Back here where we need ya (Back here where we need ya)
Yeah. we tease him a lot 'cause we got him on the spot Welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back We always could spot a friend Welcome back And I smile when I think how you must have been
And I know what a scene you were learning in Was there something that made you come back again And what could ever lead ya (What could ever lead ya) Back here where we need ya (Back here where we need ya)
Yeah, we tease him a lot 'cause we got him on the spot Welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Welcome back, welcome back
And I know what a scene you were learning in Was there something that made you come back again And what could ever lead ya (What could ever lead ya) Back here where we need ya (Back here where we need ya)
Yeah. we tease him a lot 'cause we got him on the spot Welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Welcome back, welcome back
Yeah. we tease him a lot Welcome back, welcome back 'Cause we got him on the spot Welcome back, welcome back
Yeah. we tease him a lot 'cause we got him on the spot Welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
