remember all my dreams

yeah, two kinda macabre dreams

1) i decided for whatever reason to chop off my forearms. it didn’t hurt too bad. i discovered rather quickly that my entire life had to change. cuz…i didn’t realize that before chopping off my forearms…dummy. anyways, my mother was like “see, i TOLD you so!” i realized i could no longer wait tables, drive…do anything i used to be able to…

except…

that as long as i kept thinking my arms were still there, they WERE…i could pick things up, do everything like i used to be able to…but my mother warned me that as soon as i stopped believing in my arms, they would disappear…

i remember trying to glowstick…the mirror showed no forearms, but i could see and feel the ghost of them there

2) i dreamt that i had this strange depression in my upper chest…a hole that allowed one to see my spinal chord…alive, full of blood and light…when i moved my head a certain way, i could see the outline of my skull…it also was surrounded by light

this sorta freaked me out tho, and i stopped looking in the mirror

so first i dreamt there was a serious alien invasion…really creepy little grey things, kind of x-files style but even creepier and nastier

they of course, wanted to enslave the human race and did so

i remember at one point they put us on a train and rode us by auschwitz, whose chimney was pumping black smoke into the air again after all these years…i saw hundreds of people inside the crematorium…i guess they were just throwing them in there…all of us were made to wear these strange red vests

we were put into the woods…kind of left to fend for ourselves…i remember being barefoot and following a gentleman to drink some kind of sedative, just in case things were to get painful

at one point i went for a walk and saw all these beautiful courtyards, strange highways, and water everywhere…it felt like deja vu in the dream…i started freaking out and screaming at the top of my lungs:

WHY ARE WE HERE???

then very large cars would form out of thin air and come very close to hitting me, but would stop

that’s it…i would guess…
we’re here to live and die

i walked back to the camp and for whatever reason jumped in the air and noticed myself floating there for a few extra moments…i tried it again, same effect

it occured to me that the aliens’ presence on the planet seemed to be effecting the very gravity we were used to…i shared this information with several others and then soon many of us were happily floating around…i wondered if i should keep the gravity thing a secret, so we could use it against the little buggers

so i was part of some population of people being evacuated from a volcano that was about to erupt…we could bring very little…just a few blankets and some food

we all spread out on a very rocky and cold field, surrounded by mountains…my ex was there shaking his head about how retarded the whole thing was…his pillow consisted of a rock, like everyone else

i went exploring with one other person and discovered, with some amount of horror, that we weren’t acually on a rocky knoll, but were on a HUGE sea barge that was careening through the ocean at a very fast pace…i looked and saw a basket of different scents (or flavors)

it occured to me then that we were actually going to be sacrificed to this huge sea monster…i don’t remember if it was to appease him so the volcano didn’t blow or if it was just because this woman who was orchestrating the whole thing was completely bonkers

somehow i managed to escape and got my sidekick who looked a lot like trevor from aeon flux…but by the time we got back to the barge, there were no people left…only a demon made of dripping cement…we managed to subdue him and i cut off his head with a pair of shuriken…the head lay on the boat floor, but threatened to regrow onto the body

i picked up the soggy, disgusting thing and launched it over the edge and into the ocean

on the way back to shore, we encountered several penguins, one of which was VERY tiny and extremely snuggly and cute with me…someone said something like “he’s SUCH a little gemini”

um

wow.

two dreams that i can remember:

the first, i had moved into a house with 3 of my MTI classmates, but it turned out i had made the judgment FAR too fast…there was only one bedroom for all of us, and in the living room a couple of narsty couches…i immediately started panicking…i had brought my futon so i said that i should get dibs on it, but one of my classmates had already started snuggling to sleep…i freaked out and went back to my old room only to find that someone else was already occupying it…major anxiety dream

the next was interesting…i was with some girl and we were playing with cats in someone’s backyard when suddenly i noticed one of the cats was a beautiful, deep purple color…it had a very distinct nose and mouth and suddenly i realized it was a cheshire cat…a real one! i pet it briefly and it had the most interesting fur…like a burbur carpet with very tiny nubs that were silky and very smooth…i remember saying something like “oh my god i want one!” as i left it looked at me and gave me that classic cheshire smile…i smiled back, he smiled broader, then his face turned bright red and he disappeared

last night i had an extremely erotic dream about (dun dun DUN) someone from 43things!! they shall remain nameless at this time but hot damn :)

very strong dream this morning…where i told some kid i knew in college that forgave him for something as i walked up the driveway of my old house and closed the gate behind me…as i walked up the pathway towards my mail box i looked to the right of me and notice this VERY lard (maybe 2 ft long?) iguana that is hovering about 20 feet in the air…he is moving very…VERY slowly, heading towards a tree…

i think eventually he must’ve come out of the sky but the image startled me greatly

i got the mail from my mail box (which had so many different names on it)

and then went back to the house to ask my guru who looked like professor xavier what a slow, flying iguana might mean…i dont’ think he gave me an answer…i remember him looking down on a bunch of role players who had become so immersed in the x-men comics that the actually became the x-men themselves

and i can barely remember what last night’s was about suffice to say it involved jumping off of a ship into dark ocean waters in full scuba gear…something about navigating through this beautiful reef without finding something?

i just remember how easy it was to breath through the scuba mask and how much fun the dream felt…

i also dreamt that someone famous like ellen degeneres or hillary rodham clinton was going to be speaking at our school, only the school layout was nothing i was used to…i decided to wear my nun outfit, which i guess i did when certain types of speeches were being made at our school…on the way, a man with some kind of foreign accent saw me and approached me eagerly, telling me he wanted to have me on the UN committee because he would really appreciate my opinion…on the way to the speech, i had to stop in the bathroom…while i was in the stall i heard a girl asking her friend if she could throw up a little before the speech, which she grossly did in the stall next to me…i never saw her face…

i saw an exboyfriend on the way to the speech and patted him on the back…i sat down and watched a documentary on how the media never shows the full picture of devastation in places like uzbekistan (??) which was undergoing a MAJOR military coup…the news had only glanced over the severity of the uprising, while the documentary showed horrible scenes of violence, poverty, and utter devastation and even deformed and retarded children as a result of pollution…at that point i think i really did consider going to the UN board to give my opinion, in my nun outfit (which i wore for irony) or not.

i remember being in a fight with igor for some silly reason…i remember being angry with myself because i spent money on a concert i barely even wanted to see…i went to the convention center in which the concert was taking place…it said the opener was Sarah McGee or something, but i’m pretty sure who i was watching was Imogen Heap….she looked like a friend of mine and kept bouncing up and down in her piano chair

i wandered around the convention center for a while, feeling aimless and sad…there was a part of the convention center that was also a very sheeshy cafe where tons of old people were

i went to go find my car, certain it had parking tickets all over it, but i found out i had parked it in some apartment lot where a bunch of sketchy looking stoners were hanging out

igor must have gotten in the car with me then…as we started to drive away, a few hispanic guys in a green racing car with a big huge spoiler on it shouted out to us like they wanted to harrass us…they started to follow us and i started on the fastest drive of my life

a repetitive theme in my dreams made itself present again: my breaks not working very well, even if i put ALL of my body pressure on the pedal…i was terrified of hitting children and pedestrians, because i was still trying to get out of the convention center at high speeds

i finally got onto the highway and we were going around 100 mph…we were driving on highway 5 in san diego, and suddenly igor was in the driver’s seat…we were trying to strategize the best way to get away from the racing guys, when he suddenly veered off the of the freeway, cutting through some farm land and onto a separate road a few miles down….

we got out of the car and were assaulted by the smell of cow patties…a very plump and pretty german looking woman came out of a door and smiled at us, and remarked on the coolness of the cowpies…she said she hoped today was “not like yesterday” because today had been wonderful and so had yesterday but i think she had received bad news yesterday

i asked her if the farm we had just driven through was hers and she said yes…i told her that her strawberries had sort of been decimated by us…i pulled chunks of cow shit or horse shit out of my hair (i had collapsed on the ground after our car had stopped)...she seemed very upset but i told her i’d do whatever i could to help her fix it which seemed to placate her

i also had a friend that looked a surprising amount like leela from futurama, a tough time figuring out igor’s palm pilot, orange sheets, lesbian sex (i think), and gloves

i had one dream in which i was setting up a whole bunch of itty bitty tents for myself and a few friends to sleep in outside of my parent’s house in CT…i remember thinking how beautiful it was there (surrounded by really beautiful hills and whatnot)...we had to put tarps everywhere in order to keep us from sleeping on squishy mud

the next dream was hard to place…i was with my entire family and we were trying to get from one place to another, and to do it we had to creep down someone’s stairs…but their stairs were totally lined with really nasty looking barbed wire…it turns out the house was owned by an older gentleman who had a few injuries and his wife who was this persnickity, senile, and totally controlling woman…my parents wanted nothing to do with her but lo and behold the red wine came out…i got very frustrated and went into their backyard where a very strange swing contraption was hanging…it looked like a mix of a swing and a weight machine…i had trouble sitting in it and when i started to swing, it went MUCH higher than i was expecting, and i almost started to panic

my little sister came out at one point to try to find out why i was being so grumpy, and i think it had something to do with the craziness of the old lady who would flip out if we STEPPED in the wrong place on her property….kinda boring, but very vivid for some reason