the future of the future

My dream last night:

I got arrested for going to a playground where some homeless people had gathered at night. My sister was one of them, but for some reason that i wondered about later, i didn't take her home with me.

A cop stopped me while I was driving away from the banned spot, and he pulled me over at the edge of a dark cliff. Even though he was kind of a conservative, so I didn't like him, we started to tentatively become attracted to each other, so he took me out to dinner.

At dinner, he pulled a fortune out of his pocket.

It said:


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menage-a-trois bike ride

Last night i dreamt that I was riding a bike, with two other people (a blond girl and my roommate) superimposed on to me, riding it with me. All three of us had our hands on the handle bars and our our feet layered on top of each other on the bike pedal, but mine was the bottom one, so i was mostly responsibly for pedalling, and i was afraid i couldn't brake and that they were going to get really mad at me when we crashed. It was stressful! and also not physically possible.

The Terrible Game

Last night I watched this silly movied called, "Gymkata".



It was made in 1985 and starred an Olympic gymnast who was sent to a fictitious country called Parmistan (!) to participate in a brutal game that the country played every year, in which the losers died violently! The idea was for him to win the game, using a mixture of gymnastic skill and karate style killing, so that the country would host some kind of star wars weapon detection site for the US. The movie was based on a book called, "The Terrible Game":



Afterwards, I dreamt that I too, had to play a terrible game! My challenge was to beat my opponent in getting ready in the morning! Like the movie, the loser would be killed, and I thought about what it would be like to really die, as I shampooed my hair in my assigned bathtub. There were all kinds of soaps and hair products for me to choose from to make getting ready that much harder, and I scrambled to find the right conditioner! I had started out really confident that I could beat my opponent with my choice of soaps, but I started to panic when I couldn't find the chamomile one I had seen earlier. Time was running out! So much pressure! I kept looking at the bottles and not knowing what to do! ahhh!

and then I woke up.

scooby doo it

So I am not going to go into elaborate detail about my dream last night, I just wanted to report this one fragment:

I was on a tennis court, acting with an improv group. I had chosen to sing like Dolly Parton for my role. Suddenly a narrator tells me that, "Scooby Doo, the animated cartoon, was about the disconnection between people and their bodies in that decade [the 70's]. "

weird!

superhero vs. villain

I've had some awesome dreams and some terrible nightmares this week.

Highlights: Me landing on the ground with a parachute in a really cool jumpsuit! I looked around and I was with this team of very cool action-hero types like we were on some TV show or something. I felt really empowered and amazed that I had just landed from the sky. I think I was especially amazed to be wearing a jumpsuit.




Nightmare: the next night, though, I dreamt I was being held hostage with three others in a suburban house by Patricia Arquette. She kept spritzing my face with propane gas. She had this little spray bottle. It felt really bad to be trapped there by an unfriendly enemy force, knowing I was about to be tortured. After a very long time, I finally escaped and started flying over the valley. I reached some kind of ledge, and could see traffic below. I decided to give myself a superhero name, in order to help me feel strong enough to get away from my pursuer. I didn't do a very good job of coming up with one. I settled on "A-BRITE". Then I set off again in flight, this time pretty sure that I was safe from the propane-spraying Patricia.



Suddenly I saw a note way down below on the ground. It had the feeling of being some kind of found object/letter intended for another recipient, but applicable to my situation as well. I wanted to see what it said, so I zoomed down to pick it up.



Except as soon as I landed, a new nemesis appeared! She had blond braids, and she came walking ominously up over this green hill, each step filling my heart with dread and defeat. This was definitely bad news for me, and on top of that she was a was a CLONE A CLONE A CLONE A CLONE A CLONE CLONE.

After she captured me, she started multiplying into six versions of herself, and a seventh master-mama version of herself which had different color hair and was bigger.

As they carried me off I felt more and more trapped and afraid of the impending imprisonment and torture. It totally sucked. I decided to try to reason with them, by saying "hey can't we just figure this out? why don't you guys teach me how life works instead of torturing me? Let's just figure life out together" I kept saying variations of that. I felt like I was some kind of swindler trying to talk them into buying fake diamonds. It was weird, the conniving, tricky way I sounded to myself as I tried to win them over. I could feel their intense hatred for humans and it made me start to hate myself.

They just kept answering, "NO! NO! NO!" only there was seven of them so it became this creepy, militant chant, one after the other, "No! no! NO! no ! NO! no!" until I woke up.

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gross!!

Last night I dreamt I was back at an old job of mine, and against the wishes of my boss I slacked off by going into the bathroom to rip out the skin in my mouth. you know.

It was totally weird and gross. I was peeling off the skin that is on the roof of my mouth all the way as far as it could go, until I got to a point that I started panicking and tried to put it all back.



Then I got out some scissors and cut off huge chunks of my hair, but a split-second later it had settled down into a reasonable hairdo.

Then I went outside--I had to walk though some kind of restaurant or grocery store where a bunch of men were working.

Then I became lucid! I looked down and saw that I was on some kind of tree and there was a pool below me! I thought this was really exciting and awesome. Then suddenly for some reason I was chained to a beige couch. I jumped into the pool (or did i get pushed?) and the weight of the couch pulled me down deeper and deeper really fast. Way too fast. I was getting kind of worried about dying/drowning, but I was still feeling pretty secure and excited knowing that I was aware of everything while it was happening.



Suddenly the couch came loose and I got lighter and started trying to swim back up to the surface. I could feel the pressure and weight of how deeply submerged I was, and I had no idea if I could actually make it to the top in time. I just kept trying. I figured, all I could do is just keep swimming.