aquarium

I dreamt that I was visiting an aquarium. It was more of a research center really. An event was going on to raise awareness and funding.  We could walk near the observation tanks and view sea life, but we were not allowed in the laboratories without special clearance.

The friend I was with had a little fake lobster, an event give-away. He held it to the glass to see what would happen. An octopus quickly noticed and moved towards the glass. Then he had an orange cutout of fish that looked more like a cartoon than anything.   The life in the tank would come towards the window, but all equally dispersed... then they all stopped at exactly the same moment as though they realized something was up. He tried at the next tank and the next and they all behaved identically.  It reminded me of a kitten video when the man tickles the kitten and then stops and the cat freezes.

We continued on to an open door. It was a lab. We were not allowed in, but I noticed two black ribbons on a stool. They were passes for special guests.  I quickly grabbed them and we put them on and tried to blend in. I could feel the lab coated people watching, and knew they knew, but didn't really care.

sticky pink

I dreamt that I was in a large setting... home?? It was a bit open air, but nice. The owner of the company I work for owned it. I was there doing this and that. I was an employee maybe? I didn't feel like an employee, but I did feel as though if he asked me to do something, that I felt I should do it.

I was doing this and that and he showed up. He was extremely nice to me as though he respected and appreciated me ... (he isn't a man who appreciates much). It was nice to see this side of him. It felt like the color of pale pink.. soft, sweet, gentle and kind. I was talking to his assistant who was there. She was saying how she would receive 22 raises in pay a year, that she hoped people didn't see it as bragging... and with a smirk ... that she felt bad she was treated so well. She didn't.  She felt more like the color of deep pink... sticky.

The owner said he needed his room prepared. He was going to give massages to his assistant and another older woman. I went into the room and gathered my things. I didn't go out of my way, but I wanted to make sure I had what I needed.

I felt all were being pleasant.. but I wanted something different.

woke up with this song in my head ... in a week

hozier


"In A Week"
(feat. Karen Cowley)

I have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me
I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
A thousand teeth and yours among them, I know
Our hungers appeased, our heart beats becoming slow

We'll lay here for years or for hours
Thrown here or found, to freeze or to thaw
So long, we'd become the flowers
Two corpses we were, two corpses I saw

And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
After the insects have made their claim
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you

I have never known sleep like this slumber that creeps to me
I have never known colors like this morning reveals to me
And you haven't moved an inch such that I would not know
If you sleep always like this, flesh calmly going cold

We'll lay here for years or for hours
Your hand in my hand, so still and discreet
So long, we'd become the flowers
We'd feed well the land and worry the sheep

And they'd find us in a week
When the cattle'd show fear
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you

And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
And they'd find us in a week
When the cattle'd show fear

And they'd find us in a week
When the buzzards get loud
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
After the raven has had his say
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you

rolling stone

I was out in a front yard, near the sidewalk, watching on laptop.  My boss was looking over my shoulder. I asked, "have you seen this one?"  although originally I had been watching a friend of mine with several blond heads in a box. It then morphed into a Rolling Stones video. They all had moppy blond hair from the late sixties and were wearing pale pastel outfits of pink, sea green, yellow, lavender, peach and so on. They were stepping out of the box and singing. My boss said.. "oh  yeah, I've seen it."  Then he asked me to start at the beginning. I said "I though you had said you had seen it??" He knew I caught him.

Then Mick Jagger stepped out of the laptop and was walking. He grinned a very good authentic toothy grin. It made him seem very heart warming and real. I was happy to have seen that side of him. His two front teeth were quite crooked and stuck out a bit. I thought.. it really doesn't matter what you appearance is, it matters what you put out.

Then I was looking down the road. It dipped down to make a bit of a steep hill. Then Terry Jones from Monty Python, was skateboarding down the hill. He was about in his midthirties with shaggy hair. I thought it might be a little dangerous, but he seemed to be having fun.

had a dream about this person

kind of vague, good feeling though... Andrew Scott

apricots

I dreamt that I was canning apricots and with my grandparents. They were more off in another room, but I was at their home, blanching, skinning and plopping them into jars. As I was peeling one, I wondered if that was really correct? Shouldn't I leave the skins on?  The counters were covered with jars, fruit and a boiling pot of lids. I looked up and Michael Fassbender was there. We didn't know each other that well, but had been introduced. I don't think he was as much interested in the canning as he was my tights. He was on a level lower in the dining area, which had the vantage point of a view under the counter. I continued to focus on my apricots. I had no interest in his interests.

The fruit was beautiful and I enjoyed the repetitiveness of the activity and visuals. It was almost meditative as well as cozy. I felt the more I focused on canning the more he was interested in not canning. I invited him up to view the process, but first decided to remove my tights to get rid of the distraction. He came up and appeared interested, looking at this and that. Then I noticed the box of fresh peaches. They were not any peaches. They were from my grandparents' orchard, fragrant and juicy and as large as your hand. I took one in both hands and with my eyes closed, breathed it in. I could feel him watching me. Was he appreciative of the peaches as well? I peeled it and cut two wedges for him to taste. He immediately separated them from the pit with two fingers. Was he going to eat both or share...

robot boy

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.

robot

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...

guides

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.

obama

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...

Woke up to this song in my head - beautiful world

Beautiful World - Colin Hay

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

modern streets

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.

moon light

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.

mainland

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.

virus

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.

hopperzilla

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. 

house next door

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.

hydro bugs

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.

woke up to this song in my head - come sail away

Come Sail Away

By Styx

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

shuttle

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!"