Jan. 29th, 2002

Grr....

Jan. 29th, 2002 02:11 am
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ok. got a haircut today. ate some really bad chinese. then ate waffle house food. feel sick as hell. don't really know what else to say. i smile like a knife, and that's all right by me. Hooray for Evil. heh. woo hoo for Good too. my roomate wants me to talk about the sword he bought this weekend. So i did. My brain hurts... i need sleep... dying and rebirth are weird, especially when you don't really Die, all the way, more have parts burne/amputated with fire.... good nyte. Dream Well.

P.S Full moon. Kill me. :P Good to be back. See you all soon.
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So my dream last nyte was FUCKED UP. i don't even remember the most of it, though i do remember that the key parts in the first part were:

Me and Megan, and Big Jay, and Luke, wandering around a HUGE wahrehouse-like grocery store. At one point Megan sits down at al old writing desk and starts crying about something i've done, cause i've gone all evil, or some such. Heheheh. Anywho, she's wearing this green silk, chiffon thing, in a grocery store, and i notice that it's the 19th century. Big Jay is [more of] a giant [than he is now]. Luke's wandering around the store.

i wake up. Sleep again. The dream changes.

i'm in my mother's house in Bowie. Wandering around the house. It fluxuates through tyme, in the dream, where i'm older, younger, same age, etc. Reliving dream memories, i.e. memores of the person i was in this dream. i'm Dexter. i go into my room and aperantly my very large dog is missing. *(SHIT! must find...)* i go looking for it, and various things that do'nt remember start happening as i travel through the rooms of the house. i go downstairs to the kitchen, and there's my mother with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is Tom Cruise. i end up trying to kill him, wander a little more, go out the door of the house (Awake here. Asleep again) and i'm on a subway train, talking to Caroline, my old boss, from when i worked at Mick's. She's talking to me about something that i can't remember but it's important, and i listen to her. i get off the train, but on the wrong side. The trainstation is also a futuristic ancient Greek temple. Probably Delphi. An old man holds the door of the train for me, and i get on again and then off again. i wave to Caroline as the train pulls off.

i wander around the platform, trying to find a way down the street. There are children, walking along the ledges around pillars, above sizable drops. i worry about them, but then rest assured that they know what they are doing. i find a Slide, or, rather, a slippery stone incline. i slide down it, and halfway down, Bruce Willis offers me some assistance. i tell him that i got it, and i jump the rest of the way. i walk over to the information counter, to get a paper towel, to clean off the bag in which there is this valuable comic. That's what Caroline was talking to me about. i try to get the attention of one of the people behind the desk, but she's having an argument, on the phone. So i look over and the other attendant has Several boxes of tissues. So i take one. Other people start taking them too and she says "No.. don't.. you really shouldn't... i need those." and i tell her "Don't worry about it." She says, "That's TWO you owe me, now." i say "What? for the tissues?" She says, "And the brownies." i say "Ahh." i clean off the bag.

i wake up

This tells me lots of things about lots of things. My people premontion seems to be increasing. i started using a piece of paper with a friend of mine's name on it, sunday, as a book mark. i saw her yesteray. Now, most would say coincidence. But i don't believe in coincidence. The two people that i knew in the dream, i had talked to or seen, yesterday, and were an easy vessle for dream material. If i see Caroline today, then i'm right. If i don't, perhaps i need to wrok harder.

Have to go to class now. Have good days.

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