I haven't had any memorable or vivid dreams lately, but last night I had a cute short one. I dreamt I came home from somewhere and went into my room to find two things on my bed: the first was my cat. She's not usually allowed on the furniture and I'm not even sure how she got inside the house since I last remembered her being outside. But there she was, just sleeping on my bed. The second thing was a young giraffe. I was confused, but not as much as I should have been. I approached it slowly to inspect it and noticed it was injured with a slight gash on its left side. I figured the poor thing must have escaped from a zoo or something and was injured that way. It was about the size of a grown man so it slept comfortably on my bed, but raised its head slightly when I started petting it. I think I wanted to keep it, or at least play with it a little before I called Animal Control or something.
Right about then my dad walked into my room. Totally ignoring that there was a giraffe in my room, he asked how the cat got in and shooed her away. And then I woke up...
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Loose Teeth Again
Last night I had another dream about my canines being loose. It felt like I could move them far too much with my tongue so I checked it out in a mirror. My left canine was actually oozing some sort of weird red paste, like ketchup. I had this vague memory that I banged the tooth against something earlier in the week and that's probably why it was in bad shape. So I pulled it out rather painlessly, threw it in the trash, and was about to walk away when I decided to check on my other canine. Sure enough, it was also loose so I pulled it out as well. In reality, I have a dentist appointment tomorrow, so in the dream I wondered how that would go with me walking in with two of my teeth missing. And also what would be done to replace those teeth. I didn't want to think about it, I guess, so I just woke up...
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Islands and Movie
I had two, very long and very strange dreams last night. The first one began with me and some friends and family going on a tropical vacation. I was in this little self-paddled boat, like a canoe or something, making my way towards an island. All around me were dozens of other little boats, full of family, friends, and strangers. I think we might have been on a tour group, but each of us had our own boat. We landed on the little island, which couldn't have been bigger than a few thousand square feet. The island itself was made up of grass and palm trees with a few gazebos here and there. Along the shore were several wooden docks. We all explored the little island, looking about, but there really wasn't much to see. I was wondering why we were here at all when I noticed a dark vertical cloudy line near the horizon. It started growing larger and larger and that's when I realized it was a twister (or waterspout, since were in the middle of the ocean or something).
I started shouting, warning the people around me that it was coming. I looked around for some kind of authority figure, like a tour guide, but couldn't find anyone. So I just did what everyone else did: grab onto a palm tree for dear life. The waterspout passed over the island and there was a huge rush of wind. Yet I don't remember feeling any of the wind or any of the water. But I could definitely see the ferocity of the wind. There were things inside the twister, smaller trees, planks of wood, dirt and grass, all flying about. People around me were being lifted up off their feet as the twister got a hold of them, but no one was actually taken away as they anchored themselves to the palm trees. This coming and going of twisters and/or waterspouts actually happened a few more times. The area was infested with twisters and for some reason, the tour lead us here. Perhaps this was the attraction, trying to survive a twister on this little island.
However, this one time it was changed up. I spotted some dark line coming towards us, but it was small and coming from the sky. It struck the island and made a little boom, and that's when I realized a meteorite had fallen from the sky. It was small and round, about 30 inches in diameter, but the crater it made was smoking and there was a little bit of fire on the dirt and grass around the edges. People started gathering and then some people just started to jump and dance around it for some reason. I joined in, thinking that maybe the meteorite might give me special powers or something. I didn't have much time to contemplate this as another actual twister came around again. We grabbed hold of the palm trees again as the winds came and I looked off into one direction, seeing a lot of other little islands I hadn't noticed before. They were all roughly the same as the island we were on, some bigger, some smaller, all different shapes. The winds died down and I continued scanning the horizon, seeing larger and larger islands, some actually big enough for buildings to be built on them. And that's when I noticed this majestic sight, a gigantic island off in the distance, half-hidden in fog. The land was mountainous and completely green with vegetation. Structures and settlements were built right into the mountainside, but the thing that caught my eye was this gigantic structure that looked like the tower of a castle, painted in a royal-looking purple. The scenery looked like something out of a fantasy game. I had no idea how I missed such a large island when we looked around and somehow I knew the island city was named Gardenia. I wanted to ask why we didn't head over there instead of the stupid island we were on, but I woke up...
The second dream started in school, either high school or college, I'm not sure. But I did have a backpack on, so it was a school nonetheless. I made my way into an auditorium for some kind of convention. For some reason, my first impression was that it was for an adult convention, but this was at school. And at the doors was my cousin, showing people inside. She waved me on through and I entered a lobby. There were newspapers on the floor for reading before whatever was going to start started. To my left where double doors leading into a wide banquet room. There were dozens of small tables with people sitting at them, all facing the small stage by the back wall. I sat down at the first table I saw, closest to the double doors and furthest from the stage, because I saw some old high school friends there. We exchanged some greetings and then they went to reading the newspapers they got from the lobby. I took a section they had already read and noticed some weird ads before a teacher got up on the stage and got everyone's attention. I took out a pencil and notepad to take notes and realized this was a large film class because of the large projector screen behind the teacher. She started talking about a strange and rare film directed by some unknown person. Then she put a VHS into a machine that didn't look like a VHS tape player, but a movie was projected onto the giant screen behind her anyway.
For the life of me, I can't remember how the movie started, but I assure you that it was as strange and surreal as it could get. I got up and moved to the front row for a better view of the movie and sat down beside this parked car. Yes, a car that was parked inside a school auditorium like it was a drive-in movie theater. I sat on the floor next to the passenger-side door and noticed one of my college friends inside. I said "hi" and continued to focus on the movie. There was a man in an apron barbecuing in his backyard. I'm not sure he was actually cooking anything because a friend of his showed up with two cardboard take-out boxes of fast food hamburgers and fries. He tipped one down into the barbecue grill, setting the contents on fire before handing it off to his friend, who thought nothing was weird about that. I turned to my friend in the car and asked, "Did that guy just set a hamburger on fire and give it to his friend?" to which he replied with a laugh and a shrug. The scene changed in the movie, this time with a lot of little people running away from some kind of giant monster. It looked like a tyrannosaurus-rex, but fused with machine parts. I thought that I should actually take some notes on the notepad I took out when a girl in the movie said that the t-rex was a metaphor for gigantic details in a movie, whereas no one paid attention to all the little details, such as the people who were running. Then I noticed that the little people had been wearing strange costumes of all sorts, but didn't see that at all earlier. And that's when a phone call woke me up...
I started shouting, warning the people around me that it was coming. I looked around for some kind of authority figure, like a tour guide, but couldn't find anyone. So I just did what everyone else did: grab onto a palm tree for dear life. The waterspout passed over the island and there was a huge rush of wind. Yet I don't remember feeling any of the wind or any of the water. But I could definitely see the ferocity of the wind. There were things inside the twister, smaller trees, planks of wood, dirt and grass, all flying about. People around me were being lifted up off their feet as the twister got a hold of them, but no one was actually taken away as they anchored themselves to the palm trees. This coming and going of twisters and/or waterspouts actually happened a few more times. The area was infested with twisters and for some reason, the tour lead us here. Perhaps this was the attraction, trying to survive a twister on this little island.
However, this one time it was changed up. I spotted some dark line coming towards us, but it was small and coming from the sky. It struck the island and made a little boom, and that's when I realized a meteorite had fallen from the sky. It was small and round, about 30 inches in diameter, but the crater it made was smoking and there was a little bit of fire on the dirt and grass around the edges. People started gathering and then some people just started to jump and dance around it for some reason. I joined in, thinking that maybe the meteorite might give me special powers or something. I didn't have much time to contemplate this as another actual twister came around again. We grabbed hold of the palm trees again as the winds came and I looked off into one direction, seeing a lot of other little islands I hadn't noticed before. They were all roughly the same as the island we were on, some bigger, some smaller, all different shapes. The winds died down and I continued scanning the horizon, seeing larger and larger islands, some actually big enough for buildings to be built on them. And that's when I noticed this majestic sight, a gigantic island off in the distance, half-hidden in fog. The land was mountainous and completely green with vegetation. Structures and settlements were built right into the mountainside, but the thing that caught my eye was this gigantic structure that looked like the tower of a castle, painted in a royal-looking purple. The scenery looked like something out of a fantasy game. I had no idea how I missed such a large island when we looked around and somehow I knew the island city was named Gardenia. I wanted to ask why we didn't head over there instead of the stupid island we were on, but I woke up...
The second dream started in school, either high school or college, I'm not sure. But I did have a backpack on, so it was a school nonetheless. I made my way into an auditorium for some kind of convention. For some reason, my first impression was that it was for an adult convention, but this was at school. And at the doors was my cousin, showing people inside. She waved me on through and I entered a lobby. There were newspapers on the floor for reading before whatever was going to start started. To my left where double doors leading into a wide banquet room. There were dozens of small tables with people sitting at them, all facing the small stage by the back wall. I sat down at the first table I saw, closest to the double doors and furthest from the stage, because I saw some old high school friends there. We exchanged some greetings and then they went to reading the newspapers they got from the lobby. I took a section they had already read and noticed some weird ads before a teacher got up on the stage and got everyone's attention. I took out a pencil and notepad to take notes and realized this was a large film class because of the large projector screen behind the teacher. She started talking about a strange and rare film directed by some unknown person. Then she put a VHS into a machine that didn't look like a VHS tape player, but a movie was projected onto the giant screen behind her anyway.For the life of me, I can't remember how the movie started, but I assure you that it was as strange and surreal as it could get. I got up and moved to the front row for a better view of the movie and sat down beside this parked car. Yes, a car that was parked inside a school auditorium like it was a drive-in movie theater. I sat on the floor next to the passenger-side door and noticed one of my college friends inside. I said "hi" and continued to focus on the movie. There was a man in an apron barbecuing in his backyard. I'm not sure he was actually cooking anything because a friend of his showed up with two cardboard take-out boxes of fast food hamburgers and fries. He tipped one down into the barbecue grill, setting the contents on fire before handing it off to his friend, who thought nothing was weird about that. I turned to my friend in the car and asked, "Did that guy just set a hamburger on fire and give it to his friend?" to which he replied with a laugh and a shrug. The scene changed in the movie, this time with a lot of little people running away from some kind of giant monster. It looked like a tyrannosaurus-rex, but fused with machine parts. I thought that I should actually take some notes on the notepad I took out when a girl in the movie said that the t-rex was a metaphor for gigantic details in a movie, whereas no one paid attention to all the little details, such as the people who were running. Then I noticed that the little people had been wearing strange costumes of all sorts, but didn't see that at all earlier. And that's when a phone call woke me up...
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Court Puppets
Last night I dreamt I was following some kind of court proceedings on TV, except it was actually a skit on SNL. The court room was half-full of humans and half-full of puppets. These puppets had the ability to puff up and change shape, going from happy, kid-friendly faces to angry, serial-killer-like faces. In the dream, I had a memory about a horror movie like this, wherein the puppets would change shape when angered and go on a killing spree. Except this was SNL and they were parodying that movie. Something would happen in the court proceedings that would anger a puppet, and his face would change and he would look like he was about to kill someone, then something else would happen that would calm him down. This would go on for a while with one puppet; he would change shape and puff up in anger, then release some air as he calmed down, then puff up again, and so on. This was the premise of the whole comedy bit. Then they would do it again for another puppet. Then, for some reason, at the end of the skit, Eddie Murphy and Luke Wilson showed up as guest stars. There was lots of cheering and applauding from the audience as these two stepped out from behind something and began to spout off some legal mumbo-jumbo. Things got hazy around here and I woke up...
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