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wolven7I have nothing against the Day, except for what the bastard did. Well, at leaste he was martyred. Anyway, I had really fucked up dreams, last night, and when i say "Really fucked up," i mean that.
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mech_angel is here, as well as some other people, and we're all in pajamas. We're having a sleep-over, and we're watching "Lain," in the main common room, downstairs. I tell mech_angel that i'll be right back, and i head up to Seth's room, to see what's going on. In Seth's room, there is some random red head who, on the one hand, looks kind of like saxshooter, but, on the other hand, looks like this girl i've seen around Georgia State campus. She's talking to Seth, and he's playing Starwars Galaxies, because that's what he does. She's only wearing panties and a long nightshirt, which she takes off to get Seth's attention. He's sad, for some reason, and she wants to cheer him up, so she gives him a hug, while topless. They smile at each other, we all laugh, she puts her shirt on, massage my left shoulder, and i go back downstairs. Downstairs, i go back into the main room, with mech_angel, and continue watching Lain. As i go to sit down, i notice a bandaid, on her pinky toe. We sit, and talk and watch Lain.
I'm going into my library, which has slightly started to resemble my great aunt's room, in her house, in DC, only with less furniture. But the set up, and the windo leves, and the lighting are all the same, and i'm digging around, under a bed frame, perendicular to where her bed should be, and looking for something. I find a playstation controler, and something deal,ing with Music. Luke is there.
Me, AL,beard, tribeofone, and some other people, are driving, trying to get people to their jobs, and things, on time, as well as trying to get AL to pick up his car. He's driving his main car, and we're going to go pick up another, older car of his, from the shop. We drop people off, at a shopping centre, in Marrietta, because, somehow, that's close to where they all need to be, and there's some kind of rearranging happening in the back seat, and people are gone, and some are still in the car. In the car, also, is someone's younger sister, who finds AL and I attractive. We try to ignore her, and drop her off, somewhere, but AL has to drop me off at the mechanic's, to pick up his car and drive it home, so he can get to work, on time. He doesn't give me the keys, so i have to start it with my mind, and I drive it home.
I pull up, into the driveway, which is at different angles, both to the House, itself, and to the ground. Instead of being Über-steep, it's now only knid of steep, winds a bit more, and is more closely wooded, around, without the sharp drop-offs, into our neighbour's yard. As i pull up, i see that there are still people at the house. Laura, who went to Horizons, and now Teaches at State, is going through our garage, which has somehow merged withthe back room, inside of itself, so that when you open the garage, you're in the back storage room. She's looking for important supplies, for her class, and i 'm trying to help her find them. Jonothan, our red-headed Jew friend, who is, in fact, in one of Laura's classes, comes up to tell us that the dogs are missing. They got out, into the yard. I leave Laura to her searching, and go look for the dogs. The front yard has become more loke an actual lawn and/or garden, and less like a field of dead leaves, covered with moss, instead of Grass. There are flowers and a wrought iron gate, and the house seems to be more in a city area, now. I find one of the dogs, whigh is a little black and white Boston Terrier. It keeps running from everyone, but not running into the street. It stays in the drive way, and in the yard. I chase it, and pet it, and when i try to grab it, it leaps up, through a hole in the top of one of our larger trash cans, and hides, in there. I remark something about how it took skill to make that jump, because that was a small hole, and high leap. I tell Jon to go look for Maidoc, in the yard, and I turn the trash can over, and reach in to get it. As i do that, the trash can gets longer, keeping the dog away from me, and the dog is quietly ad calmly sitting on the Bottom of the trash can, even though i've turned it on it's side. I tilt it upwards, and shake it around, and try to reach for it, but the dog just sits there, and stares at me.
I have a flash of a little girl walking through the woods, chasing a butterfly, laughing. She stops, and it lands on her finger. When it does, it disintegrates into a burst of golden-orange light.
I'm at the trash can, with the dog, and i'm thinking to myself, "Shit. Ok, i'm not giving up myself to the Way, but i'll merge with it, for a bit, if i have to." In my head, i see two Shaolin Monks, in a monastery, and they're talking to me, while i'm at the trash can. One of them is, oddly, or not, David Carradene, and he says, "Do you remember when you chased the butterfly, as a child? Do you remember what you had to do? Let the dog come to you." To which i exhasperatedly sigh, and say i figured that part out. So i calm down, and i sit still, and i wait for the dog to come to me, without my calling it. It runs out of the can, i gran it, and hold it, and we go inside.
Inside, there are still remnants of party, and i'm in the Library/My aunt's room, and i place the dog, on top of a dresser. There's even less furniture now, being just a bookshelf, a dresser, and chair. It's starting to look like my room in the last apartment. I place the dog on top of the dresser, and go back to looking around for whatever i was looking for. As i search, Luke comes in, and talks to me, about trips somewhere, and something about him being hungry. I tell him we'll go get food, in a while.mech_angel comes in, and helps me search, and i feel someone else walk in, and it may be the redhead, from earlier, but i don't know. I wake up
That dream was severly influenced by things i watched, things on my mind, and people i saw, yesterday. Though i have no clue about the redhead, nor the Boston Terrier. Do any of you own a Boston Terrier? Black and white, kind of squirmy and hyper? Anyway, those were the Dreams.
Today, i have lots of reading to do, and some William Blake to analyse. So, really, not too bad a day, in the works of it. See you all later.
{1.57pm:Sneaker Pimps& Portishead - [Water]--- As i said, to someone else, the dream was odd. The feeling was... Flat, but with depth. Like a shallow puddle/recesses pool of water, but you know if you kick down, hard enough, you're in a very deep, very dark ocean, and you already know everything that's there... (Hellsing - [R&R with Saint Dracula]). If that makes any sense at all.}
I'm in this house, and
mech_angel is here, as well as some other people, and we're all in pajamas. We're having a sleep-over, and we're watching "Lain," in the main common room, downstairs. I tell mech_angel that i'll be right back, and i head up to Seth's room, to see what's going on. In Seth's room, there is some random red head who, on the one hand, looks kind of like saxshooter, but, on the other hand, looks like this girl i've seen around Georgia State campus. She's talking to Seth, and he's playing Starwars Galaxies, because that's what he does. She's only wearing panties and a long nightshirt, which she takes off to get Seth's attention. He's sad, for some reason, and she wants to cheer him up, so she gives him a hug, while topless. They smile at each other, we all laugh, she puts her shirt on, massage my left shoulder, and i go back downstairs. Downstairs, i go back into the main room, with mech_angel, and continue watching Lain. As i go to sit down, i notice a bandaid, on her pinky toe. We sit, and talk and watch Lain.I'm going into my library, which has slightly started to resemble my great aunt's room, in her house, in DC, only with less furniture. But the set up, and the windo leves, and the lighting are all the same, and i'm digging around, under a bed frame, perendicular to where her bed should be, and looking for something. I find a playstation controler, and something deal,ing with Music. Luke is there.
Me, AL,
beard, tribeofone, and some other people, are driving, trying to get people to their jobs, and things, on time, as well as trying to get AL to pick up his car. He's driving his main car, and we're going to go pick up another, older car of his, from the shop. We drop people off, at a shopping centre, in Marrietta, because, somehow, that's close to where they all need to be, and there's some kind of rearranging happening in the back seat, and people are gone, and some are still in the car. In the car, also, is someone's younger sister, who finds AL and I attractive. We try to ignore her, and drop her off, somewhere, but AL has to drop me off at the mechanic's, to pick up his car and drive it home, so he can get to work, on time. He doesn't give me the keys, so i have to start it with my mind, and I drive it home.I pull up, into the driveway, which is at different angles, both to the House, itself, and to the ground. Instead of being Über-steep, it's now only knid of steep, winds a bit more, and is more closely wooded, around, without the sharp drop-offs, into our neighbour's yard. As i pull up, i see that there are still people at the house. Laura, who went to Horizons, and now Teaches at State, is going through our garage, which has somehow merged withthe back room, inside of itself, so that when you open the garage, you're in the back storage room. She's looking for important supplies, for her class, and i 'm trying to help her find them. Jonothan, our red-headed Jew friend, who is, in fact, in one of Laura's classes, comes up to tell us that the dogs are missing. They got out, into the yard. I leave Laura to her searching, and go look for the dogs. The front yard has become more loke an actual lawn and/or garden, and less like a field of dead leaves, covered with moss, instead of Grass. There are flowers and a wrought iron gate, and the house seems to be more in a city area, now. I find one of the dogs, whigh is a little black and white Boston Terrier. It keeps running from everyone, but not running into the street. It stays in the drive way, and in the yard. I chase it, and pet it, and when i try to grab it, it leaps up, through a hole in the top of one of our larger trash cans, and hides, in there. I remark something about how it took skill to make that jump, because that was a small hole, and high leap. I tell Jon to go look for Maidoc, in the yard, and I turn the trash can over, and reach in to get it. As i do that, the trash can gets longer, keeping the dog away from me, and the dog is quietly ad calmly sitting on the Bottom of the trash can, even though i've turned it on it's side. I tilt it upwards, and shake it around, and try to reach for it, but the dog just sits there, and stares at me.
I have a flash of a little girl walking through the woods, chasing a butterfly, laughing. She stops, and it lands on her finger. When it does, it disintegrates into a burst of golden-orange light.
I'm at the trash can, with the dog, and i'm thinking to myself, "Shit. Ok, i'm not giving up myself to the Way, but i'll merge with it, for a bit, if i have to." In my head, i see two Shaolin Monks, in a monastery, and they're talking to me, while i'm at the trash can. One of them is, oddly, or not, David Carradene, and he says, "Do you remember when you chased the butterfly, as a child? Do you remember what you had to do? Let the dog come to you." To which i exhasperatedly sigh, and say i figured that part out. So i calm down, and i sit still, and i wait for the dog to come to me, without my calling it. It runs out of the can, i gran it, and hold it, and we go inside.
Inside, there are still remnants of party, and i'm in the Library/My aunt's room, and i place the dog, on top of a dresser. There's even less furniture now, being just a bookshelf, a dresser, and chair. It's starting to look like my room in the last apartment. I place the dog on top of the dresser, and go back to looking around for whatever i was looking for. As i search, Luke comes in, and talks to me, about trips somewhere, and something about him being hungry. I tell him we'll go get food, in a while.
mech_angel comes in, and helps me search, and i feel someone else walk in, and it may be the redhead, from earlier, but i don't know. I wake upThat dream was severly influenced by things i watched, things on my mind, and people i saw, yesterday. Though i have no clue about the redhead, nor the Boston Terrier. Do any of you own a Boston Terrier? Black and white, kind of squirmy and hyper? Anyway, those were the Dreams.
Today, i have lots of reading to do, and some William Blake to analyse. So, really, not too bad a day, in the works of it. See you all later.
{1.57pm:Sneaker Pimps& Portishead - [Water]--- As i said, to someone else, the dream was odd. The feeling was... Flat, but with depth. Like a shallow puddle/recesses pool of water, but you know if you kick down, hard enough, you're in a very deep, very dark ocean, and you already know everything that's there... (Hellsing - [R&R with Saint Dracula]). If that makes any sense at all.}
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