About to drive away in my car, he gave me a stack of pictures and a hug. I knew that that would be the last time I saw him. It was he who passed, not his father. My father.

Haunted houses

I was in the body of a young man in the end part of my dream. I was wearing a suit and holding an infant in my arms. We were sinking to the bottom of a 15' deep pool. I felt this strong urge to give up and let us both drown, but then I looked down at the child and knew I couldn't do that. I was suddenly filled with power and the ability to bring us to the surface. I turned the child on each side and water poured from its ears. Once the water was gone it broke its silence and began to wail.

Us

Two cliff-like walls, off the coast a bit, standing in tumultuous water. They once were part of something whole, now the mere thought of touching each other makes pieces of them erode into the sea.

Jupiter

I could see around 18 sphere's orbiting around a circular magnet. It was an experiment to see if the sphere's, which were inanimate, has some sense of intelligence and would band together. Such as sphere's of the same color floating with each other. It did not work, and a scientist who was present said that they had better success with the plasma method. I knew that the plasma method was a more "natural" way of doing it, as there was no magnet. The plasma method used a natural substance of the same size of the magnet that had some kind of gravitational pull.

A female scientist had a special device that she had to take to jupiter to test, she arrived on jupiter and found it to be a wasteland covered in trash. She climbed to a high point and looked around, she saw a hole in planet's crust, she went to it to climb in and use her device.

Then i was on the surface looking at the remains of a society that had crumbled, there was a gutted supermarket with very little in it. There were crude posters advertising a narcotic called demian. then there were people around, doing various little things in this post-apocalyptic world. Some of them seemed somewhat dangerous, as they were destitute and addicted to demian. My family was there and we were getting into a car to go somewhere else in the city. There was a  man standing strangely near us and our car and he made me uncomfortable. I was in the passenger seat and as we pulled away the stranger opened the rear left door where my dad was sitting, because my mother had started accelerating before closing her door to get away from him, he thought that it was my father driving from the backseat, which is why he opened that door door. 

When he opened it I woke up. This is either the third or fifth time that i have been mugged, or otherwise assaulted by a stranger in a dream. They always hang around a little bit first, making me uncomfortable. Other than the sensation of feeling uncomfortable, i'm not scared in these dreams, so I can't call them nightmares

Strangers dream

Someone sitting a table opposite me in a coffee shop had a dream that the world was ending. She was in a church with her boyfriend, and there was no oxygen anywhere else in the world. Everyone else was trying to break in but there was only enough air for two. So they had to push themselves against the door to keep them out.

I'm such a voyeur...

leaps and bounds

I had a dream in Chicago that I was running from someone. I jumped over fence and sailed 40 feet through the air. It completely removed the pursuer from my dream and I spent some time running through fields and bounding through the air. My ability to do so lessened and lessened, until I could not do it anymore. I continued to try, becoming quite frustrated until I woke up.

i cut my hair really short and i looked fucking hott!

in the first i had a huge chest tattoo. when my friends asked if they could see it i immediately ripped my shirt off and stood there so that everyone could observe my new piece of art.

in the second i was staring out my grandmother's window looking at the moon rising over the mountains. suddenly the moon was hit by something so big that it spun away from earth. it quickly spun back into its original moon spot but there was a huge chunk missing from where it was hit. so the moon kept spinning and spinning until it was perfectly round again.

the neverending story

nothing

The crypt keeper and past flames

I don't remember much, but the dream was dark, spooky, and strange. I should probably be embarrassed about it, or parts of it, but I'm not.
It felt like one of those dreams that exist somewhere else when I am awake and waits for me to dive into them again when I close my eyes.
I don't think I am going to write about it, too elaborate.
I went to bed at 5am last night and dripped into sleep. At this point, I am awake far more than I am asleep, but it is a dream filled wakefulness.

30 minutes

Last night, when I finally closed my eyes, I dreamt about waking up.

in the last dream that i remember my mom told me that my crazy uncle rich had passed away. i was upset that she told me over the phone and i was very hostile towards her. the situation was awful. i was awful.

Father on a window ledge

I dreamt that my father was walking back and forth on a small ledge outside my two windows at night. I knew that he had come to visit me and had climbed up the outside of the building, now we talked through the windows about things i cannot remember. I wanted him to come in, upon opening the window he leapt backwards, flat like a board. It was a troubling sight to see him fall backwards into the darkness and disappear. I thought that he was just joking, and that he probably had a parachute, or something on him that would let him land safely, soon he would climb back up. What he had with him was napalm though, and when he landed in it he received third degree burns all over his body, I learned as much from a newspaper.

auditions.

i was trying to get cast in the new beetlejuice movie. my audition was done in a small, white rectangular room with two cameras. one person auditioned at each camera at the same time. the whole setting was digital and you didn't know what it looked like until you started your audition and you saw yourself on the side screen doin' your thang. the digital setting was a news studio and i had to be an anchor woman. some professional actor was auditioning next to me. i think it was dave coolier from fullhouse. he nailed his second take and i was awful.

David Letterman, rotting wood, and unidentified infants

I was a guest on Letterman twice. The studio was filled with bright white items, there were lacy white table cloths on circular tables and all of the walls were white as well. There was a long white couch for guests. I wasn't really there as a guest, I was just supposed to stand onstage for some reason or another. I spent a lot of time waiting backstage and essentially outside the studio in an underpass sort of area. In another portion of my dream, my roommate Erin and I moved into a beautifully decrepit loft-like building. It was rather narrow and everything seemed slightly out of proportion. I can't really remember the story that occurred there, but I vaguely remember it being interesting to say the least. There was also a swimming pool near by where I ended up playing with an infant in the water while a few other people sat completely submerged with their children at the bottom of the pool. Eventually the pool was drained and those who had been at the bottom looked at me in a strange way as I held my laughing baby. I'm not actually sure who the infant belonged to.

locked out.

i thought of ways to break into my locked bedroom. my bedroom door kept unlocking whenever i pushed a secret button hidden within the door knob. i liked the sound of the door unlocking and i wouldn't or couldn't push my door open eventhough it was unlocked.

Day of the Dead

Mali and I were in a shop and she had just purchased some very strong sleeping pills. She was showing them to me and telling me about how strong they were, and that she was going to dupe someone with them somehow. We were then at a dinner party and Mali offered me a strange, watery looking glass of milk, i pointed out that it looked strange and she said she'd pour it into a different glass, she did, in the new cup i could see four pills floating on the top of the cup. I was outraged and stormed out of the building. Mali was very apologetic and chased me out of the building, trying to apologize. To make amends she offered me a bag of pills, in it was ritalin, adderall, and fake testosterone.

My family and I were looking for somewhere to eat, so we went into P.F Changs, this particular establishment was just a buffet in a dorm room, which was'nt really what i expected from that expensive of a resturaunt. I did'nt want to eat it because there was nothing vegetarian. We sat down and i started explaining to my mother why i had spent so much money on clothes. Then the table was a bed, and the room became more like a dorm,. I was trying to go to bed, but a small bear came in. Everyone was panicking about the bear and nobody knew what to do. I stood on the bed and grabbed hold of a large rope that was hanging from the ceiling, I swang towards the bear and gave it a solid blow. I swung high and did the same thing again. At this point i started swinging out of control, in every direction, higher and higher. I was very scared, there were a lot of people in the room, to avoid hitting them i had to strain my whole body to fight the centrifugal force and lift my feet up. I shut my eyes for a long time, hoping that i would stop swinging. finally i decided to open my eyes, when i did i saw that i had done so just in time, as there was a prime oppurtunity to dismount the rope. I did just that but was very disoriented. I tried to stay balanced and stumbled through the crowded room looking for the bear. I turned around and it was right there in my face, sitting on a bed that was at eye level. I jumped back, but realized that it was terribly wounded. it now lay on the floor, moaning and writhing around. I was incredibly upset by this sight, and i collapsed to the floor, overcome with grief for what i had just done. I sat in a heap with my head against a door, weeping. When i woke up, my face was covered with tears. I had been crying in my sleep!

golf war

my family and i were golfing up the stairs in our home. my mom cheated because she didn't start at the bottom like the rest of us gals. she went to the last step, the one right before the top landing, and hit the golf ball straight into my room. she claimed herself victorious and my sisters and i were very upset with her. the three of us began to talk smack when i arose.

horderves

This afternoon I dreamt that I was on a bus with Conor and some other people on our way to an ethnic restaurant in South Boulder. On our way there I told Conor that every time I took the bus to this part of town the driver took a different route, which I found very exciting. We seemed to be riding the same bus in the same part of town that I had dreamed of once before. Once we got to the restaurant we went outside in the sun on their patio since it was summertime. We ordered a platter of these horderves that were like little artichoke hearts underneath a thick skin like on an avocado. There seemed to be a great deal of tradition behind the way you were supposed to eat them. Each time I ate one I had to peel off the skin and then scrape off the fuzz around the stuff in the middle. If it was cold out you were supposed to dip them in a sauce, but we didn't since it was so hot out. I just kept eating these things for hours and I was with all these other people but I didn't talk to any of them because I was so focused on the process of peeling each little "artichoke heart." They were all I could think about. I hardly knew the people I was with, but I felt this enormous closeness to everyone there since we were all eating these special little horderves together.

In the other bit of my dream I found a website that Noel had made for himself and added it to the list of websites on my facebook profile since I thought it was really neat. Immediately after I did this I realized that I hardly even knew Noel and he would think I was totally creepy, so I took it off my profile.

Piercing

I dreamt that I had a a throat piercing, with a ring right where my adams apple is. When I was at work, this guy who apparently also worked where I did, came up to me and took the ring out of its piercing and pierced his throat with it and pretended that he was the one who originally had a throat piercing. I was so upset at him and talked to the manager. She told him that he was violating the employee policy. The sad part is I don't remember whether he gave it back to me.