Dreams of Dreams in Dreams
May. 8th, 2007 10:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Layers of dreaming, involving a giant superhero war, inside the ailses of a comic store, which delineated the timeline of where things were gong to start to break down. Schisms, infighting, betrayls, all started happening when we reached the centre aisle, and the store spread out.
The store was also a department store with sales, and me and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel were looking for new clothes. During this, we're in a representation of the Briarlake House, talking about the situation of the rooms, to beard. Discussing the disposition of the game room, and the re-arrangement of furniture.
Talking to someone about a dream I had in which we did many things. And in that dream recall was another dream about the war, wherein a samurai with a monofilament whip sought to destry two brothers, because they had killed his friend and mentor, so he managed to jump up on top of their jet, while it was taking off, and sliced through the cockpit, but the first thing you saw was the tops and the rest of their heads flying off, and then the top of the cockpit glass fell of and shattered.
When he got there, I was recounting this tobeard as if it were an episode of an anime that he was unable to catch.
Back to the store, and the sales, and the conversations with old women, and then, outside, another dream, in which I'm discussing all of the other dreams, withmech_angel, lying in bed, talking about something that indicates that I don't want to get up. But I do, because I need to write it all down, before I forget it.
A rush of words and images, and then I actually woke up. Here we are, then. That many layers of dream gives everything a very fouth-dimensional-tunnel look, when you try to remember it. Time, place, memory, all helixing levels and balconies. Weird.
Yesterday's dreams were of hotels and schools, though I cant fully remember them, now.warren_ellis was there. *shrug*
Went to visit my sister, at Horizons, yesterday. Her graduating class project is to make the waterfall work, again. I felt that, as a member of the graduating class which Built the fucking thing, who is also the bother of one of the graduating members, who also lives around the corner, I would be remiss in my duties if I did not help them figure out what the hell was wrong. We didn't figure out what was wrong, but we did gt the old liner and all of the rock out of there, along with most of the water.mech_angel remarked, astutely, that they are not doing everything they could, with that space. Not anymore...
*deep breath*
Okay. Better, now.
In other news, I'd like to go ahead and introduce some new people around this place. Everyone? This isgamoonbat, kenix (it's his birthday today, say something nice), kristamas, and sanx. gamoonbat, kenix, kristamas, and sanx? This is everyone else on my friends list. I don't expect y'all to get along (yes, I know, I just typed "y'all"), but we can at least get some interesting conversations going, I think.
Hm. Still no word back, from my directors, as to the paper I turned in to them, yesterday. I don't know how to feel about this, yet.
Going to go drink a lot of coffee and eat a lot of cereal. I'll see you all later.
{11.10am: By the way, I took this quiz, found viabakeneko.
That is all. 11.11am}
The store was also a department store with sales, and me and
mech_angel were looking for new clothes. During this, we're in a representation of the Briarlake House, talking about the situation of the rooms, to beard. Discussing the disposition of the game room, and the re-arrangement of furniture.Talking to someone about a dream I had in which we did many things. And in that dream recall was another dream about the war, wherein a samurai with a monofilament whip sought to destry two brothers, because they had killed his friend and mentor, so he managed to jump up on top of their jet, while it was taking off, and sliced through the cockpit, but the first thing you saw was the tops and the rest of their heads flying off, and then the top of the cockpit glass fell of and shattered.
When he got there, I was recounting this to
beard as if it were an episode of an anime that he was unable to catch.Back to the store, and the sales, and the conversations with old women, and then, outside, another dream, in which I'm discussing all of the other dreams, with
mech_angel, lying in bed, talking about something that indicates that I don't want to get up. But I do, because I need to write it all down, before I forget it.A rush of words and images, and then I actually woke up. Here we are, then. That many layers of dream gives everything a very fouth-dimensional-tunnel look, when you try to remember it. Time, place, memory, all helixing levels and balconies. Weird.
Yesterday's dreams were of hotels and schools, though I cant fully remember them, now.
warren_ellis was there. *shrug* Went to visit my sister, at Horizons, yesterday. Her graduating class project is to make the waterfall work, again. I felt that, as a member of the graduating class which Built the fucking thing, who is also the bother of one of the graduating members, who also lives around the corner, I would be remiss in my duties if I did not help them figure out what the hell was wrong. We didn't figure out what was wrong, but we did gt the old liner and all of the rock out of there, along with most of the water.
mech_angel remarked, astutely, that they are not doing everything they could, with that space. Not anymore...*deep breath*
Okay. Better, now.
In other news, I'd like to go ahead and introduce some new people around this place. Everyone? This is
gamoonbat, kenix (it's his birthday today, say something nice), kristamas, and sanx. gamoonbat, kenix, kristamas, and sanx? This is everyone else on my friends list. I don't expect y'all to get along (yes, I know, I just typed "y'all"), but we can at least get some interesting conversations going, I think.Hm. Still no word back, from my directors, as to the paper I turned in to them, yesterday. I don't know how to feel about this, yet.
Going to go drink a lot of coffee and eat a lot of cereal. I'll see you all later.
{11.10am: By the way, I took this quiz, found via
bakeneko. That is all. 11.11am}
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Date: 2007-05-08 02:31 pm (UTC)Not really.
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Date: 2007-05-08 02:44 pm (UTC)Good to see you.
"Ye" is one of my favorite options
Date: 2007-05-08 03:41 pm (UTC)Re: "Ye" is one of my favorite options
Date: 2007-05-08 03:47 pm (UTC)Rock on wit yo Suthun seff.
Date: 2007-05-08 09:47 pm (UTC)The upshot is that "y'all" is actually one of the best colloquialisms available that is linguistically justifiable as a dialectic correction to a fault in the English language.
Re: Rock on wit yo Suthun seff.
Date: 2007-05-09 02:36 pm (UTC)Youse guys doesn't get enough air time.
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Date: 2007-05-08 10:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-09 02:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-09 09:30 pm (UTC)It just means you guys set a high standard. You guys have such faith in the school that you think future seniors might have a chance of making that busted-ass giant squirtgun into the serenely-flowing water-feature of vision. :)
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Date: 2007-05-10 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-10 03:43 am (UTC)If -you- had done it "right" the first time, it wouldn't have been the project it was meant to be.
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Date: 2007-05-10 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-09 06:16 am (UTC)Part of me thinks that dream may have been what's been affecting your perception today. Or that they're related. At least, as long as you're sure it's not a physical problem. And if you're Not, be careful.
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Date: 2007-05-10 02:45 am (UTC)