Six pomegranite seeds?

[wolven7]

It starts downtown, hazy, half-remembered. Marta stations, not wanting mech_angelto go away, and her father being there, as well. We drive to, from and around the station, turning it into a combination of my house, and the first house in which i lived, in the state of Georgia. The house is, at the same time, multi-leveled (three, i think), and single level. We're wandering around the house, and we have company. People are over to watch episodes of television shows, on our computers, but on a very large screen, in a living room, form a different place. The rooms shift and change shape, and origin. We're watching something on the large TV, and Eve, from "Angel," is there, and she has some really important things to tell me about what's going on in the world. Things that are going on with me. Flashes of reading on a computer screen absinthetics making lists of people she needs to tell to go away, or apologise to. More from Eve, standing against a kitchen wall, from the First House. i wake up, briefly

And i told myself to remember what Eve had to say, because i was too cold to get up and write it down, and i've Forgotten, because i went back to sleep.

We're riding down the street, in a car, ladymerrydeath, raoin, Seth, AL, and myself. We're driving somewhere, because Seth has to be somewhere at 5, and we're driving down Piedmont Road, just past Lindbergh Marta station, but it's also Peachtree street, down by the High Museum. We're looking out the window, and we see Patrick, walking down the side of the road. I say to everyone, "Look there's Patrick." To which raoin says, "That's not Patrick. It Can't be Patrick." To which i say, "i swear it's Patrick, do you want me to Call him, and ask him if that's him? See, he just went into that diner, there." We have this argument, looking out the back window of the car, at patrick. I say i'm going to call, she argues that she'll call, that she Should call, and she doesn't, so i do. I ask him if that was him we just saw in front of the High Museum, and hour ago (because time was strange), and he says that it was, but why? raoin is freaking out at me, motioning that she wants to talk to him, so i say "Here, she'll call you back, and tell you, herself." And hag up. I have to convice raoin that she needs to call him, and talk to him about this. That it can be very simple, and straightforward. She simply needs to say that she was unsure, and wanted to be certain. We drive down a street, trun around, and come back up the street, in a van.

There's some guy with dreads, driving the van, and it's still Seth, but not, and he still has somewhere to be at Five. We're driving along, and we're stuck in traffinc, and i look to our left, and see Patrick coming out of the diner. I yell out of the window, at him, across traffic, them jump out of the car, and go over to say hey. We talk for a bit, and he says "Is that your van?" I tell him it's not mine, it's Seth's, and that we should go. I go back over to the van, and apparently, i've hopped out of it, in an easy/barber chair. Seth says that it would be much easier, next time, if we just got a shuffle board, and i remark about how i could just Slide out, then, and all would be well. I get back in the van, in the seat next to the sliding door, and we're off.

We're in a parking lot, with Luke, by the passenger side door, putting a button up shirt on, and the angle of the shot, is from the driver's seat. Luke falls down, trying to hang on to the door for balance, in the gravel parking lot. I Look over, and i see that luke and Patrick are talking to each other over the fence, but they are Mario and Luigi, and i can't tell who is whom. Luigi is wearing a set of small whtie angel wings, and a Halo, which he then brings over to the van, and hand to our unseen driver. The driver starts messing with the Halo, and another on he happens to have lying around, trying to stack them on top of each other. I ask "Do they fit?" because i know that Halos can be like magnets, repelling each other, but these Stack, and link, one on top of the other. I try the Halo stack on, and the wings, and i can flex and flap the wings, by flexing muscles in my back, and i know that with a little practice, i could use these to fly. I hand the who le set back, over the next seat, to mech_angel, and she says "I've worn them already." I ask, "The wings too?" She says yes, and i ask if she tried using the wings, with the double Halo, and she shays that she hadn't. She puts them on, and starts using them. She crawls over, into the back area of teh van, where no one can see her, and she changes clothes. We pull up to a house, and we're set for going inside.

Something here, about everything from before, more fluidly, more smothly, but nothing with Eve, and the show that we're watching, and showing to other people is a Harlem Globetrotters show/game. The game is very important, and decides the fate of all mankind. Dr. J is playing, in the game, and every one, every star that plays on the Globetrotters' side gets special powers, like the team had in their cartoon. Everyone on the opposing team gets Evil powers.

Flashes of more imagery from the Marta station, more house stuff, wandering around. Talking to various people, and getting various impressions.

i wake up

I really should simply keep a notebook by the bed, to record dreams that i need to remember and upon writing that i realise that there already is one. It's in the drawer. *sigh* Silly me. Forgetting why i bought things, and how to use them... So, yeah... that dream? Intricate, and layered. Just like i likes 'em.

Time for a shower.

Later.

Comments

[mahajarabali.livejournal.com]

Or maybe get a small tape player... you could record things faster and work your hands less. :-) hey, you know what I mean...

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Yeah, usually it isn't an issue, as i either remember or don't, or i remember as i remember other bits, but this morning it was too cold to do anything about it. So i tried to remember, and let it go, when it went. :\

If i need to remember it, later, i'm sure i will.