Took a nap, after breakfast this morning.
Mar. 13th, 2004 01:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7In the dreams i had, I was in a house, that was my house, supposedly, but was a completely different set up than the one we have now. And i was showing someone around. It was, i thought, my friend Sophia. And we started making out, on AL's bed. We stopped, both oddly surprised at what had happened, and she said that she had better leave, because she didn't want to make you upset. I told her that that was probably a good idea. She went outside, and across the street, and i remember, distinctly, there being two bright greenish yellow slugs in the yard, like from the cover tof the A Perfect Cicle album, but more pestilential, and there were cars, coming around our driveway, cause the house was also some kind of religious ceremony.
After that, it moved into something else, like a montage of the houses in which i've lived, as connected to the casts, and seasons of TheReal World, and all of the people with whom i've lived. Apparently one of them was a house owned by Rosie's parents, but landlorded by someone else, who wanted her rent money. The house kept changing shape, and we were all in it, for the ride, and the changes, everyone with whom i'd lived, and there was a hot-tub, and one of the guys tried to make out with Shannen Dougherty, who was naked, in the hot tub, and she got pissed, and left. At one point, I went up to my room, and there was something about me having cybernetic arms and legs, because my real ones were damaged. But, at one point, i had to take the cybernetic ones off, and my real ones were still there... etherially. I turned on the CD player stereo, with them, and i could feel the vibrations on my fingertips... So, I could use my original limbs, but there was something not Quite right with them.
The point of this whole thing was that i woke up, distressed, about that whole thing, with the making out with Sophia. And i kept saying "Why sophia? i haven't thought about her, like that, in Years. What was the point of That?" And then i stopped and said "Oh," as i was walking up the stairs. Sophia, as in not my Friend Sophia, but the Roman goddess of Wisdom Sophia. Sophos. Knowledge/Wisdom. Still, I think if that was the point, she could have met with me in a different way.
Anywho, i blame ALL of this, on my having gone to a synagogue, lsat night, because after the bits with the house, my mother and i were at a Synagogue. Only the people there were Vietnamese. Vietnamese Jewish people. And i had to explain how something in the Torah was like something in Terry Pratchett's Disc World, requiring me to explain what Discworld Was. And then people started tickling me, and this one old guy started trying to give me a DR.'s Exam, and then my dad was tickling me, and carrying me away, down a hall, at the same time. That's about when i woke up.
Strange shite, i tell you. I'm heading out, till later.
Later
After that, it moved into something else, like a montage of the houses in which i've lived, as connected to the casts, and seasons of TheReal World, and all of the people with whom i've lived. Apparently one of them was a house owned by Rosie's parents, but landlorded by someone else, who wanted her rent money. The house kept changing shape, and we were all in it, for the ride, and the changes, everyone with whom i'd lived, and there was a hot-tub, and one of the guys tried to make out with Shannen Dougherty, who was naked, in the hot tub, and she got pissed, and left. At one point, I went up to my room, and there was something about me having cybernetic arms and legs, because my real ones were damaged. But, at one point, i had to take the cybernetic ones off, and my real ones were still there... etherially. I turned on the CD player stereo, with them, and i could feel the vibrations on my fingertips... So, I could use my original limbs, but there was something not Quite right with them.
The point of this whole thing was that i woke up, distressed, about that whole thing, with the making out with Sophia. And i kept saying "Why sophia? i haven't thought about her, like that, in Years. What was the point of That?" And then i stopped and said "Oh," as i was walking up the stairs. Sophia, as in not my Friend Sophia, but the Roman goddess of Wisdom Sophia. Sophos. Knowledge/Wisdom. Still, I think if that was the point, she could have met with me in a different way.
Anywho, i blame ALL of this, on my having gone to a synagogue, lsat night, because after the bits with the house, my mother and i were at a Synagogue. Only the people there were Vietnamese. Vietnamese Jewish people. And i had to explain how something in the Torah was like something in Terry Pratchett's Disc World, requiring me to explain what Discworld Was. And then people started tickling me, and this one old guy started trying to give me a DR.'s Exam, and then my dad was tickling me, and carrying me away, down a hall, at the same time. That's about when i woke up.
Strange shite, i tell you. I'm heading out, till later.
Later
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