Fragmentary, and the most i remember is the Plains and the Church

[wolven7]

Interpol - [Obstacle 1]--- Apocalyptic-ish dreams, last night, of high, cold plains, and tents, and, i think , a German country-side. Nuremberg, int the high country, maybe. Tents, and Patrick Wheaton, there, if briefly, and then insdie a building, which was a Church, and they gave us food. You could buy up to $20 worth of food, and each place cost 2 cents. Or something that meant that, but didn't equal out to you getting 2,000 plate of food.(The Cure - [Burn]). You had to stand in line, for the food, and it was the chicken stew, with shells, but it was also Whole Chickens, roasted, and it was also barbeque. The set up was that of a large Hall, and there was a winding, twisitng line, that folded in on itself, space-time wise, and when you got up to the desk, which was on the right {Left, actually}, while you were in line, you had gone to the Middle of the room, and were, now, actually, across the Left {Right. There were Spirals, in the line, ok? I got a bit turned around. Sheesh.} side of the room, in another room, where you could see paper presses, in what was supposed to be the kitchen.

There was the feeling of a convention. Something like free comic book day, and lots of things that were familiar, but not really. Bits and pieces.

I'm pretty sure that most of this stemmed from the conversations i had yesterday, and the things i watched on television. Also some things to note, there. Other people were there, i remember, and ther ewas more stuff about being in line, and how long it took, and the leader of the church ranting, over a loud speaker, about how to get food... It reminded me of a cafeteria and a soup kitchen, and many other things...

Res - [Let Love]--- I'm going to go get ready for class, and have some conversations with people, and see what i can remember, about my dreams, more... Good Day.

Later

Comments

Strange dreams

[kurozen.livejournal.com]

Very interesting. Mine had something to do with some tv show about morphing, and these giant funky monster like looking things that could talk that were working for some evil lady and she was going to have them eat me and all my friends, but then I like paid them off or something and they ate her instead. Then something about living in a large house, housesitting dogs for someone, Chris's mom coming over looking for him, but he's not there, and she has 4 dogs on a leash, and someone else's dog attacks her and pisses all over her. I have no fucking clue what is going on inside my head. Think it's time to worry?

Anywhoo, hope you're doing well.

Re: Strange dreams

[wolven.livejournal.com]

RAther well, except for Some things... Odd bits, here and there... *sigh* Shit i need taken care of. How are you?