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wolven7Tool - [Lateralus]--- i remember my dreams, fully. However, i do not feel like recounting the arcade full of midget children, and how one of them was my sister/brother/cousin, and wanted to play nothing but motorcycle games, in detail. Also, i don't feel like going into the intricacies of the people who showed up in my dreamspace, looking for other people, nor the explanations for why any of them had any right to come into my head, uninvited. i don't want to get into that.
Tool - [Disposition]--- What i dowant to get into, however, is the fucked up tyme schedule/bending, in last nyte's dream. i do want to talk about how i met/talked on the phone with Lisa Dirge. And these are both interwoven. So here we go.
i'm wandering through downtown Atlanta and New York, and i'm heading towards one of the Vox satellite offices. i stop in, at a movie, and i meet someone from Vox. The movie starts off with previews, and leads into this scene of a diplodocus, walking through an open plain. The scene shifts, smoothly, to a whale, flying or swimming past a building. The shot pans down To a city scene, and the camera man is riding on a bus. The camera is pointed out the window, and the audience sees this kid, noticing the camera, and running from it, hiding, and then taking pictures of it, when he gets to a safe place. When he takes the picture, i realise that the kid is me. We're in the Marta station/movie theater, across from where i was when i took the picture, watching the movie. We leave, and i marvel at the after image of myself, doing these things, across the street. We wander down the street to a small art gallery, and i say that i'm going to go, and i'll meet her at Peachtree Centre. She says ok, and i leave.
i get to the Vox office, and it's really small, and there are people i don't know, there. They're trying to get stories finished. The system crashes, and they have to dust the consoles off, to keep them from getting damaged. Tim, from Horizons, shows up, and we talk about how we didn't even see each other.
...(People in my head space, uninvited, scene)...
i'm in California, with my family, and we're in the House that i live in, now, only it has an upstairs and more recesses, next to the doors. i'm laying on the floor with someone, in the hallway next to my room, when my foster sister, Ericka, come out of my room. i ask her to not go in there, without asking. She says ok, and walks into the bathroom. i get up off of the floor, and go over to the TV, where Invader Zim is on. It's the uncut episode of "Bad, Bad Rubber Piggy," and it has a rap sequence, and some kid eating intestines. i figure that, because we're in California, we get the uncut episodes, from Jhonen. As i'm standing there, someone tells me that Lisa Dirge, or Lisa Snellings is upstairs, talking to my aunt Tina's class about art. i get really excited, at either prospect, and start to rush upstairs just as my aunt Tina comes out of a door, to hand me the phone. i apologise to her about the noise, and she hands me the phone. i say "hello?" the person on the other end says hi, and identifies herself as Lisa Dirge. She's calling me to see if her husband and Jhonen are with me, because she doesn't know where they are. i tell her that, no, they aren't with me, but if i find them, i'll tell them to call home. She thanks me profusely, and we chit chat. i tell her that if she wants to talk, or hang out, at all, while i'm in California, all she has to do is call and ask. She thanks me, and hangs up. i wake up
Tool - [Faaip de Oiad]---And those were my dreams. They felt Very, Very real, to me, and i woke up feeling good. And then a little sad... Then happy again, cause it was, for the most part, a great dream. i just have to erect stronger walls, to keep people out of my head meats, who shouldn't be there, in the first place. Permission, granted once, or even over a period of tyme, does not imply permission forever. Sigh. i really liked the tyme change thing. In the dream, i had apparently seen the movie before, and not noticed myself. Strange.
i do believe that it is tyme to break my fast. Adieu.
Day Dreams
Tool - [Disposition]--- What i dowant to get into, however, is the fucked up tyme schedule/bending, in last nyte's dream. i do want to talk about how i met/talked on the phone with Lisa Dirge. And these are both interwoven. So here we go.
i'm wandering through downtown Atlanta and New York, and i'm heading towards one of the Vox satellite offices. i stop in, at a movie, and i meet someone from Vox. The movie starts off with previews, and leads into this scene of a diplodocus, walking through an open plain. The scene shifts, smoothly, to a whale, flying or swimming past a building. The shot pans down To a city scene, and the camera man is riding on a bus. The camera is pointed out the window, and the audience sees this kid, noticing the camera, and running from it, hiding, and then taking pictures of it, when he gets to a safe place. When he takes the picture, i realise that the kid is me. We're in the Marta station/movie theater, across from where i was when i took the picture, watching the movie. We leave, and i marvel at the after image of myself, doing these things, across the street. We wander down the street to a small art gallery, and i say that i'm going to go, and i'll meet her at Peachtree Centre. She says ok, and i leave.
i get to the Vox office, and it's really small, and there are people i don't know, there. They're trying to get stories finished. The system crashes, and they have to dust the consoles off, to keep them from getting damaged. Tim, from Horizons, shows up, and we talk about how we didn't even see each other.
...(People in my head space, uninvited, scene)...
i'm in California, with my family, and we're in the House that i live in, now, only it has an upstairs and more recesses, next to the doors. i'm laying on the floor with someone, in the hallway next to my room, when my foster sister, Ericka, come out of my room. i ask her to not go in there, without asking. She says ok, and walks into the bathroom. i get up off of the floor, and go over to the TV, where Invader Zim is on. It's the uncut episode of "Bad, Bad Rubber Piggy," and it has a rap sequence, and some kid eating intestines. i figure that, because we're in California, we get the uncut episodes, from Jhonen. As i'm standing there, someone tells me that Lisa Dirge, or Lisa Snellings is upstairs, talking to my aunt Tina's class about art. i get really excited, at either prospect, and start to rush upstairs just as my aunt Tina comes out of a door, to hand me the phone. i apologise to her about the noise, and she hands me the phone. i say "hello?" the person on the other end says hi, and identifies herself as Lisa Dirge. She's calling me to see if her husband and Jhonen are with me, because she doesn't know where they are. i tell her that, no, they aren't with me, but if i find them, i'll tell them to call home. She thanks me profusely, and we chit chat. i tell her that if she wants to talk, or hang out, at all, while i'm in California, all she has to do is call and ask. She thanks me, and hangs up. i wake up
Tool - [Faaip de Oiad]---And those were my dreams. They felt Very, Very real, to me, and i woke up feeling good. And then a little sad... Then happy again, cause it was, for the most part, a great dream. i just have to erect stronger walls, to keep people out of my head meats, who shouldn't be there, in the first place. Permission, granted once, or even over a period of tyme, does not imply permission forever. Sigh. i really liked the tyme change thing. In the dream, i had apparently seen the movie before, and not noticed myself. Strange.
i do believe that it is tyme to break my fast. Adieu.
Day Dreams
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one question...
Date: 2002-05-16 12:07 pm (UTC)Re: one question...
Date: 2002-05-16 01:19 pm (UTC)