[Dreams. Stuff.]
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wolven7Dreams of smbol classes in a small apartment. A man who was a combination of Drs. Condon and White drew a square on the boage, with a symbol at the cente; I could read that symbol as a letter. He then surrounded the central symbol with six more symbols, in an imperfect hexagon. I couldn't read the new symbols, though ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel knew what they meant, and the imperfection meant that the symbols could shift in place. I had to learn what they meant. The squares looked like strangely modified atomic periodic squares.
Next section, leaving an area of a town that I long ago compiled from other areas of other towns. The little second-story promenade, over near the Midtown Art; a hill and driveway to a Safeway that doesn't really exist, anymore; curved through the woods-surrounded path of GDS high school; a swanky out-door/patio restaurant, with ambient lighting (Christmas Tree lights). I was coming upstairs, from downstairs, from the restaurant to the Safeway, and when we all got inside we spent a long time looking for the right snacks and trying to find correct change.the_spirit_room was there, as were raoin and Patrick, in the background. I had to manoeuvre my way around the former, to obtain certain candy, from the impulse-buy shelf. Upon reaching the register, I had to provide change for a number of people, which I somehow had, in fives. I started going through my receipts
I was at an ATM, getting cash, in the Mall, in between the two levels. Hints of spy business and documents to destroy.
Malaysia. Travelling through Demon Territory, in the jungle and under the Earth, conducting business and looking for someone. I was with Anthony Bourdain, doing a food-tour of the country, and I was about to eat roasted bee-hive, with baked bees and separated stingers sprinkled on top. It looked to be pretty tasty, but then I noticed what seemed to be a roasted Cow Sternum, with crisp, glazed skin, and a deep brown colour. As I stood there, the arrangement of the walls seemed to change, slightly, mirroring the entrance from the living room, to the dining room in what is currently my mother's house. I went to go back to the couch, and sit down, and I noticed that the sitting area was now a laterally elongated version of her living room.
I was in my mom's place, but with a Lot of people, as if I were throwing a dinner party to plan for the apocalypse. The entire title cast of The Fantastic Four movie was there, but with better hair on Jessica Alba, and more of the overt sexuality she carried with her in what little I've seen of Dark Angel. Discussions of needing to get business done, prior to dinner, so that I could take my mind off of what she andmech_angel were wearing, as well as two women in the living room, who looked vaguely familiar, but not quite. May have been people I saw at the bar, last night. Jessica told me that she wasn't wearing any boxers today; when I asked why she simply replied "It's a good day." I continued into the kitchen. There was some vampire idiot at the table, as well, as a courtesy to someone or other, but the guy was being a complete tool, so we pretty much all just ignored him.
Going upstairs and the Vampired asked me where the bathroom was, I continued up, but pointed, with Giles, and also noted thatmech_angel was likely to still be showering, in there. On the way up, the upstairs is my dad's mother's house, with the downstairs being my mother's current place (which used to be my dad's father's). Upon getting upstairs and around the corner of the banister, they flipped. I went past the bathroom to the bedroom at the end of the hall, and Jessica was on the bed, half-asleep, half clothed, and mech_angel was getting dressed, and getting ready to pack. I left, with Giles turning to leave, just as Jessica partiall y uncovered herself, and mech_angel came, also half-dressed, out of the walk-in closet. Giles and I went to what had served as my room, for the duration of this metting.
I asked him if he'd heard from Angel, recently, and he told me that he had. AS I talked, i was having flashbacks to the store and the ATM, and the receipts I found in my bag. I told Giles that I knew where Angel was, but that I didn't know How he was. I knew where and how Buffy was, but that didn't seem to be a question. Giles said that I didn't know where he was, and kind of laughed. I told him that I Did, and that he was in Hell, underneath Malaysia, or perhaps a part of Malaysia that had become Hell. Giles started talking to me about my wanting to Fight The Good Fight, but not wanting to escalate, to try to win it. I responded that I was perfectly fine with escalation, but that his means of escalation were often disagreeable to me. There were other ways that he didn't consider, and I needed that not to be the case, this time. He finished the "disagreeable" sentence, with me, and seemed to understand what I needed from him.
Strange dreams.
I've had this urge to listen to White Town's "Your Woman," and Space's "Female of the Species," a lot lately... Those are songs that remind me of the mid-late 90's. Well. The good parts of them, anyway... Both British Techno-Pop songs, too... Weird.
I need to go eat food and make coffee.
mech_angel knew what they meant, and the imperfection meant that the symbols could shift in place. I had to learn what they meant. The squares looked like strangely modified atomic periodic squares.Next section, leaving an area of a town that I long ago compiled from other areas of other towns. The little second-story promenade, over near the Midtown Art; a hill and driveway to a Safeway that doesn't really exist, anymore; curved through the woods-surrounded path of GDS high school; a swanky out-door/patio restaurant, with ambient lighting (Christmas Tree lights). I was coming upstairs, from downstairs, from the restaurant to the Safeway, and when we all got inside we spent a long time looking for the right snacks and trying to find correct change.
the_spirit_room was there, as were raoin and Patrick, in the background. I had to manoeuvre my way around the former, to obtain certain candy, from the impulse-buy shelf. Upon reaching the register, I had to provide change for a number of people, which I somehow had, in fives. I started going through my receiptsI was at an ATM, getting cash, in the Mall, in between the two levels. Hints of spy business and documents to destroy.
Malaysia. Travelling through Demon Territory, in the jungle and under the Earth, conducting business and looking for someone. I was with Anthony Bourdain, doing a food-tour of the country, and I was about to eat roasted bee-hive, with baked bees and separated stingers sprinkled on top. It looked to be pretty tasty, but then I noticed what seemed to be a roasted Cow Sternum, with crisp, glazed skin, and a deep brown colour. As I stood there, the arrangement of the walls seemed to change, slightly, mirroring the entrance from the living room, to the dining room in what is currently my mother's house. I went to go back to the couch, and sit down, and I noticed that the sitting area was now a laterally elongated version of her living room.
I was in my mom's place, but with a Lot of people, as if I were throwing a dinner party to plan for the apocalypse. The entire title cast of The Fantastic Four movie was there, but with better hair on Jessica Alba, and more of the overt sexuality she carried with her in what little I've seen of Dark Angel. Discussions of needing to get business done, prior to dinner, so that I could take my mind off of what she and
mech_angel were wearing, as well as two women in the living room, who looked vaguely familiar, but not quite. May have been people I saw at the bar, last night. Jessica told me that she wasn't wearing any boxers today; when I asked why she simply replied "It's a good day." I continued into the kitchen. There was some vampire idiot at the table, as well, as a courtesy to someone or other, but the guy was being a complete tool, so we pretty much all just ignored him.Going upstairs and the Vampired asked me where the bathroom was, I continued up, but pointed, with Giles, and also noted that
mech_angel was likely to still be showering, in there. On the way up, the upstairs is my dad's mother's house, with the downstairs being my mother's current place (which used to be my dad's father's). Upon getting upstairs and around the corner of the banister, they flipped. I went past the bathroom to the bedroom at the end of the hall, and Jessica was on the bed, half-asleep, half clothed, and mech_angel was getting dressed, and getting ready to pack. I left, with Giles turning to leave, just as Jessica partiall y uncovered herself, and mech_angel came, also half-dressed, out of the walk-in closet. Giles and I went to what had served as my room, for the duration of this metting.I asked him if he'd heard from Angel, recently, and he told me that he had. AS I talked, i was having flashbacks to the store and the ATM, and the receipts I found in my bag. I told Giles that I knew where Angel was, but that I didn't know How he was. I knew where and how Buffy was, but that didn't seem to be a question. Giles said that I didn't know where he was, and kind of laughed. I told him that I Did, and that he was in Hell, underneath Malaysia, or perhaps a part of Malaysia that had become Hell. Giles started talking to me about my wanting to Fight The Good Fight, but not wanting to escalate, to try to win it. I responded that I was perfectly fine with escalation, but that his means of escalation were often disagreeable to me. There were other ways that he didn't consider, and I needed that not to be the case, this time. He finished the "disagreeable" sentence, with me, and seemed to understand what I needed from him.
Strange dreams.
I've had this urge to listen to White Town's "Your Woman," and Space's "Female of the Species," a lot lately... Those are songs that remind me of the mid-late 90's. Well. The good parts of them, anyway... Both British Techno-Pop songs, too... Weird.
I need to go eat food and make coffee.
