Very strange dreams...

[wolven7]

The Dresden Dolls - [Thirty Whacks (Live)]--- There is a graduation/play, at Horizons. And my sister is graduating, before some of the kids i taught, when I was a senior. There are screen partitions, set on the floor of the gym, and there are wires, everywhere. I am watching, and helping, and making things work. I walk off.

I am in a room that is a bathroom, but there is a writing desk, next to the toilet, with an intricate underside, and struts and straps. (Tori Amos - [Sugar (Live)]). There is an adolescent raven, hopping around, on the toilet, and underneath the writing desk. He has been living in the building his entie life, and doesn't know much else, besides people, the writing desk bathroom, and free food. He doesn't know how to fly, much, but he still knows how to trick, to an extent. Seeing him, I am both happy and sad, for the life he had led.

I'm surrounded by predatory women, with platinum hair. (Republica - [Ready To Go]). mech_angel is having a metting with spinallandscape, and mr_hinzelmann's friend Christine, they are all keeping their distances from each other, watching and wary, and there is weird violence, and tension, in front of the backdrop of a party, orgiastic, where everyone knows each other, even if they don't know each other. They seem reflections of each other, but greater wholes of themselves. The meeting was necessary.

Woke up, for a bit, here. Had some weird fragments, that i don't remember, at all, and then I had this song stuck in my head. I don't remember what the song was, now, because of another song that got stuck there. (David Bowie - [The Heart's Filthy Lesson]). Managed to fall back asleep.

Fragment, here, broken and jumbled. Something has escaped Hell, and it is chasing me, hunting me, but it loves me. It thinks we're playing a game. When I realise that, I stop running, and play with it.

At a truck stop, on a road trip, to get mr_hinzelmann to his friend Christine. We aren't really helping him Do anything, so much as we're there for the sake of company, on what seems to be a long trip. It's me, mech_angel, and Bob, travelling with him. In the car, I fall asleep, and have weird dreams, about a different version of "Lethal Weapon 4," in which Murdoc and Riggs lose a set of keys, integral to a case, and they have to chase the truck across the county, and fight bad guys. Chris Rock is still there. (Gorillaz - [O Green World]). I wake up, in the car, and my shirt is off. I don't remember taking it off, and no one can tell me, when I did. I'm a little woozy, and we decide to get out, and walk around the gas pumps, and smoke. There are various factions and gang members, around, and we tell them that we will not hesistate to spark a match, a lighter, or cell phone, and take them out with us. They know we're serious, and leave us alone. I start to feel woozy, and fall down, on the parking lot, on the far side of the pumps. I ask Bob for a cigarette. I start smoking, and talking to Shiva, and Baron Samedi, asking questions, and favours. I look at my cigarette, and I realise that it is bot broke, at the base, and singed, all the way down. I keep smoking it. I wake up.

I just remembered the other song i wanted to listen to: "Black-Eyed," by Placebo. It got pushed out by Black Flagg's "Rise Above." (Placebo - [Black-Eyed]). So there's that.

Saw John Waters' "A Dirty Shame," last night. Unfortunately, Hollywood Video only had the "Neuter" version, with a lot of things dubbed over (but that was hilarious, itself), and some scenes shortened. It was absolutely hilarious, and I'm glad to add it to the list of John Waters films I've seen. "Serial Mom" is still at the top of the list, though. My whole family loves that movie, and I'm surprised I don't own it.

Went to Steak and Shake, with mech_angel, mr_hinzelmann, Bob, and Dan, after watching the movie, and that was where we met mr_hinzelmann's friend Christine. (VNV Nation - [Darkangel (Apocalyptic Mix by Das Ich)]). She seemed to be an interesting girl, from what little we saw, of her. She was there with a large quantity of her friends, and kind of divided between the two groups. Been there. Sucks, sometimes, but you either get used to it, or you break. Either has its advantages.

I have ass tons of reading i need to do today, as well as buying things, for the Religious Studies Potluck, and then attending said potluck. (kidneythieves - [Trickster]). So that should be pretty cool. People are coming oer here, tonight, to drink. Hope that works out for them.

Tomorrow, we resign the lease on this place, for another 18 months.

I think there might have been something, in my dream, about either "Aeon Flux," or "Reign." Strange...

Later.

Comments

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Guh. That *is* fucked. Permutations, same make, different model...

I came to a conclusion about all of that the other night, while working out that thumbnail I showed you. Everything I see, here, as a fault, is the result of something that is Not. The not holding one side of the polarity, but rather encompassing both.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Yeah, all holding an uneasy, yet natural truce...

And that's a good point. If there is no balance, no drive to capture/be all, then what's the point, right?