Last night's dreams...
Jun. 2nd, 2003 05:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7There are a bunch of us, around, and we're trying to prepare for my birthday party. The prinicple things needed being Jäger and Cap'n Crunch. We're in a store that's this weird combination of a bunch of stores i've been in, but one, in particular, and i can't remember where it is, right now. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is with us, and i have the Cap'n Crunch, and Al is off looking for Jäger. Buffy and Angel are together. We're wandering through this store.
I'm in this Alaskan waste. My vantage is from above, and i see this girl, on this ice floe, getting sucked under, and drowning. It's![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel, but not. It's her, in the body of Faith, from Buffy. It keeps flickering between Being her, and Faith. Mech/Faith sink under the ice, and there's this Mr. Burns-like figure, there, watching her, like this is how it's supposed to be. I try to make him help. I try to take over his body and force his hands, but it's too late. She realises that it's ok, though, and that she can breathe under the ice. There are Bubbles of air, that flow just next to the ice, and she can use these to breathe. After a while, she is simply breathing underwater. Riley (Also from Buffy) is under the water, and is breathing with her. I'm kind of there, and kind of not. I'm a Part of the dream, now, and i reach out toward Riley's crotch, to grab it, or tear it off, or something. The two of them are becoming more like a picture of a humanoid Cthulhu, but with shark-ish tails, and smaller legs. They're walking, under the ice, and it looks like Corridors, and a dungeon. Ther are torches, on the walls. Robert Guillaume, from "Benson," and other things, is there. I'm now the Second Shark-Thing, with Mech, and we're starting to merge, on some level, into one thing. Robert is telling us about the kingdom we came from, and I know that we're in/under a castle, and that my party is going on, above us. Robert injects us with something, from a syringe, that is this very strange colour green, and we continue to merge, but at the same time Stop merging... He tells us about aliens, angels, and other realms. Something strange is happening to us. I can't tell if it's good or bad. I wake up
Cake - 03 [Friend Is A Four Letter Word]--- So... the thing with the Jäger, and the CAp'n... that was simply Weird. In the dream, it went Very well together... Sick... The other... Well...
Ok. I took that walk, i was talking about, and did that writing. And i was right. It's for Me and one other. The problems facing me, have been more Fully understood and the effects of that writing will be dispersed, through my life. I think that this will be good. If it's not... oh well. (Gary Numan - [Down In The Park]). I accept that responsibility. I accept the responsibility for all my actions, eventually. And that can be seen as a problem, in the end... Like i said. Repercussions, and Effects. We'll deal with those, later. I came to some damn fine conclussions abotu why my head-space is so cluttered, and i got a cigarette. After i obtained that, i saw Three people smoking. That made me smile. Picked up an application at the star-ucks. Was going to do one at Hecht's (department store), but they hire on the spot, and i'm not willing to give up, that easily. I want my bookstore job. Damn it. And i will keep working for it.
Alice In Chains - [Get Born Again]--- Do you think that's pathetic? To have a Major goal be to work at a bookstore? Well then Fuck you, very much, too. *sweet smile* It's my Goal. I've wanted to work with books since i found the Library at my elementary school. I want to stock books. I want to sell books. I want to Recommend books. I want to talk about books and stories, and genres, with total strangers, and learn things from them, and teach them things, and get them to try new books, that they may, other wise, never have seen. I want to work in a bookstore. So, if you don't like it, you can Eat me. That philosophy will, soon, be applied to a lot of my life. Will they, or never they so. Willie Nilly, as it were.
That's a lie. A lot of thought went into this. And that's the connotation of the shortened phrase. That there's no planning, or thought. By the way, my aunt randomely gave me a 2 DM (Deutsch Mark) coin, the other day... It rocks.
Later.
I'm in this Alaskan waste. My vantage is from above, and i see this girl, on this ice floe, getting sucked under, and drowning. It's
mech_angel, but not. It's her, in the body of Faith, from Buffy. It keeps flickering between Being her, and Faith. Mech/Faith sink under the ice, and there's this Mr. Burns-like figure, there, watching her, like this is how it's supposed to be. I try to make him help. I try to take over his body and force his hands, but it's too late. She realises that it's ok, though, and that she can breathe under the ice. There are Bubbles of air, that flow just next to the ice, and she can use these to breathe. After a while, she is simply breathing underwater. Riley (Also from Buffy) is under the water, and is breathing with her. I'm kind of there, and kind of not. I'm a Part of the dream, now, and i reach out toward Riley's crotch, to grab it, or tear it off, or something. The two of them are becoming more like a picture of a humanoid Cthulhu, but with shark-ish tails, and smaller legs. They're walking, under the ice, and it looks like Corridors, and a dungeon. Ther are torches, on the walls. Robert Guillaume, from "Benson," and other things, is there. I'm now the Second Shark-Thing, with Mech, and we're starting to merge, on some level, into one thing. Robert is telling us about the kingdom we came from, and I know that we're in/under a castle, and that my party is going on, above us. Robert injects us with something, from a syringe, that is this very strange colour green, and we continue to merge, but at the same time Stop merging... He tells us about aliens, angels, and other realms. Something strange is happening to us. I can't tell if it's good or bad. I wake upCake - 03 [Friend Is A Four Letter Word]--- So... the thing with the Jäger, and the CAp'n... that was simply Weird. In the dream, it went Very well together... Sick... The other... Well...
Ok. I took that walk, i was talking about, and did that writing. And i was right. It's for Me and one other. The problems facing me, have been more Fully understood and the effects of that writing will be dispersed, through my life. I think that this will be good. If it's not... oh well. (Gary Numan - [Down In The Park]). I accept that responsibility. I accept the responsibility for all my actions, eventually. And that can be seen as a problem, in the end... Like i said. Repercussions, and Effects. We'll deal with those, later. I came to some damn fine conclussions abotu why my head-space is so cluttered, and i got a cigarette. After i obtained that, i saw Three people smoking. That made me smile. Picked up an application at the star-ucks. Was going to do one at Hecht's (department store), but they hire on the spot, and i'm not willing to give up, that easily. I want my bookstore job. Damn it. And i will keep working for it.
Alice In Chains - [Get Born Again]--- Do you think that's pathetic? To have a Major goal be to work at a bookstore? Well then Fuck you, very much, too. *sweet smile* It's my Goal. I've wanted to work with books since i found the Library at my elementary school. I want to stock books. I want to sell books. I want to Recommend books. I want to talk about books and stories, and genres, with total strangers, and learn things from them, and teach them things, and get them to try new books, that they may, other wise, never have seen. I want to work in a bookstore. So, if you don't like it, you can Eat me. That philosophy will, soon, be applied to a lot of my life. Will they, or never they so. Willie Nilly, as it were.
That's a lie. A lot of thought went into this. And that's the connotation of the shortened phrase. That there's no planning, or thought. By the way, my aunt randomely gave me a 2 DM (Deutsch Mark) coin, the other day... It rocks.
Later.
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Date: 2003-06-02 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-02 09:19 pm (UTC)-The Devin
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Date: 2003-06-02 09:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-02 11:41 pm (UTC)Goals don't have to be about being the biggest fish in the pond. Whats the point, if it doesn't make you happy? Knowing what you want to do and going for it is worthy enough.
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Bookstore jobs are great, but...
Date: 2003-06-03 04:40 am (UTC)and no, they -couldn't- order that other DeLint work, because they -are- a commercial enterprise after all, and the distributor only stocks bloody fucking Nicholas Sparks this week...unless you work at Aspen or some other such miraculous hole in the wall it's much like working at a music Store. Store is capitalised and music is not, Pop Rules. and if it's a New Age bookstore hold on to your auras, it can almost get worse...
but then i worked in Alpharetta.
saigh
Re: Bookstore jobs are great, but...
At least it seemed to, for him.