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I had a realllly bizzare dream last night.... Well I have been for the past few days. I don't have lucid (being able to control them) dreams abut i have audio, visual dreams, and I can recognize people in my dreams. Sometimes I can even smell in my dreams.
Last nights dream
It started off infront of the twon library. I was inside for a little bit and the school that is across from it in real life was where it was in my dream but not at the same time. There was a cool breeze going past me but my hair didn't move much. It started to get dark fairly quickly, but the od dthing is that the sun set where it normaly rises -i cant remeber what direction that is T__T-. Some how I only have dreams where if theres sun it's either hidden behind clouds or setting in the oppisite direction with an exception of a few dreams. So my friend Foster was in his silver Jeep with the top down. He was only wearing b0x0rz and a tanktop with shades and a hat on. as I was walking to his Jeep, there were these odd yellow light posts rolling in a line down the side of the sidewalk. They had signs saying something but I couldn't read them since they were too far away. So I hopped in Fosters Jeep and we went for a drive. I guess he truned into my dad during the ride. The I guess the exception of the sun being out with out many clouds happend. I looked to my right and I saw a cloud that looked liek an odd angel so I thought in my dream
"Hmmm I guess that's Earl."
SO my dad was talking to himself and laughing. I was wondering what the hell he was doing. We drove a little farther then there was this unveiling of a giant statue thingy of a girl wearing nothing but a corsette. i couldnt see her arms, legs, or face. -more driving- Some how my little sister got involved in the dream,
"Daddy." Asked Mack, " Can I sleep by the window again please?"
"Sure Bub go for it." -we call her Bubba and shorten it to Bub-
So she skipped off to go wonder around. I was wondering what she was talking about. We were at my dads """work""" and there was this lady who was kinda tall with a bob hair style that was brown, she was wearing glasses and dark lipstick. I saw her pour out coffee into some snow that was near by. then I followed my dad and saw what I didn't need to see. It was a mourning dove who some how got cought in a fence. Its wings were covered with blood and its beak was cought in annother past of the fence. SOme how when it saw me, the beak got free and it looked at me with loving eyes. The other people who worked here were poking it with sticks and laughing at it. Not to sound racist but they were Mexicans or illigals. The dove didn't care about them. It just looked at me still with sympathetic eyes. My dad told me to not make eye contact with it. The he said, "Too late." then poked it in the right eye with a stick. the it some how started to transform into a rat, but the wings were still there but decaying. the rat had red eyes which I normaly hate but it still looked at me with loving eyes. It slowly closed its eyes, then its head went down. It died. I woke up this morning still in a haze to my talking alarm clock, the Gorillaz -white light off of their demon days album- and some audio left over from my dream OH and my mom and little sister trying to wake me up.
 dark_wave_chick · Fri Mar 20, 2009 @ 02:19am · 0 Comments |
