07/15/01
The Flavor Of The Wind
One dream concerned two packets of some kind of candy, like Lifesavers. I got one of them from I., a user (on the site where this was originally posted), as a gift or something, and the other pack I just had. I was at home in the living room on the couch and it seemed to be early afternoon, overcast outside. I opened up the little packages to see what flavor the candy was. At first I thought it was all one flavor, but then I saw they were mixed and was pleasantly surprised. They were really weird flavors though. One flavor, which was a favorite of mine and filled most of the pack I. had given me, was "Wind." I think it was supposed to be minty and cool tasting. Another one had a strange name..."Wildwood Chicane"? I have no idea what "chicane" is if it even exists, but the name was SIMILAR to this. I thought that kind might have a spicy, not-sweet flavor. o_O Yugh. I'm reminded of those Every-Flavor Beans from Harry Potter. I searched around for more "Wind" and decided to suck on those instead. ^_^ I went out toward the computer to enjoy them.
The Man Behind The Mask Is Not Zechs Merquise
One dream had something to do with the upcoming cartoon Mobile Suit Gundam. Okay, here's the real life deal. I watched Gundam Wing when it was on and the animation was really good, but JEEZ did the plot suck. It was SO BORING. So I didn't bother watching it in its subsequent airings. Well, now they're going to air its prequel, and when I saw the ads I almost gagged. The animation is SO BASIC! It looks like G Force! ICK! I don't think I'll bother getting up to watch it, but a few things in the ad do intrigue me. There's one guy in a mask who makes me think of the character Zechs Merquise, but I don't think his character was even born when this story takes place. So I'm wondering who that is.
Well, in the dream, I think I saw the masked guy in the commercial and he lost his mask somehow. And of course he wasn't Zechs. ;)
The House In Another Dimension
This one's rather strange. This is where things begin to get detailed and a bit more interesting, finally. (Though my dreams for this night are REALLY out of order--this one came after a few I describe after it.) Can't remember how it started, but I was sitting at a window looking outside and someone was with me; I may have been drinking something and whenever I looked out the window it's like I hit "Refresh" to renew things. Like with a computer. My view was of a long dirt road leading way off into the distance, and on the left side of it, far off (it was passing through this huge field perhaps with a few trees along it), was this big old house. (It was overcast again.) I was talking to this person with me, and I was rather sulky and cranky, maybe like an oldtimer who's been around. It's like we sat at a booth in a cross between my utility room and a restaurant. I told of how I had ridden down the road on my bike to get to that house, but it turned out that the road in fact led into another dimension, and so it was VERY difficult, if not impossible, to reach that thing. In fact, the house kept changing. When I clicked my mental Refresh at first there was a white farmhouse there, but then there was NO house--just trees. "You see?" I said to the person with me. "It comes and goes as it pleases." Then I saw a house again, only it was dark gray and weather worn. I puzzled over its sudden reappearance a bit, and wondered if I should try going out to find it again. It was like Ahab and the white whale, something I needed to find that kept eluding me.
The Antiques Store Boogie
Strange, strange, strange dream. I can never remember how these start out but now I was in some kind of antiques store or something, probably with my mom and brother. It wasn't what you'd expect for an antiques store; very big and rather open. Yellowish walls and burnt orange carpeting. I'd find that ugly in real life, especially with the soft yellow light, but I didn't in my dream. It was daytime with light coming in the windows. I found something interesting--a wooden slatted porch swing attached to the checkout counter somehow--and got up on it and started swinging back and forth. (I love swings.) It was hard to control though, and a few times it either went too hard and I had to slow it, or it twisted around and I nearly fell off. I ended up trying to rock as slowly and gently as I could, although it was boring, because I didn't want to break the thing--or my head.
A British gentleman--the clerk or salesman--came up to me--dressed like a butler, with a small mustache and dark, neatly combed hair, tall and thin but polite. He put out his hand and either stopped the swing or slowed it considerably. I have the feeling he didn't want me breaking it unintentionally; he didn't really care that I was ON it, but here in the store, it WAS rather dangerous. He said something to me--"Yes, this is why the people enjoy swinging" or something like that--and I may have smiled shyly and got off. He continued chatting with me and stepped up to the counter. He was some sort of "jade expert," and now on the counter there was this TALL stand or display with all sorts of things hanging on it--it made me think of a rough honeycomb when you pull it dripping out of a hive, the material it was constructed out of, but not its shape; it was tall and in two sections like a folding screen. As I looked at it it wobbled and LEANED way over to the left as if it were going to fall!! (It was on the right end of the counter.) I nervously backed away and may have taken my hands away from the counter or else put them on it, because someone (me?) jostling the counter had caused it to lean like that. The man took no notice of it however, and seemed unconcerned. I noticed a display of smallish jade pieces hanging on the left side of the partition (the right side was pretty much facing me, the left side pointing almost perpendicular to it, toward the wall of the room facing me). I was going to say that he reached up and pulled one down, as I feel he did, but then I took one down and examined it. It was like a keychain in how it was designed. A pretty good size for something made of jade, but still small; maybe hamster sized. It was some kind of animal like a squirrel or rodent with a golden cap on its head where the chain came from. But it didn't look like jade. It was milky white with muted caramel-colored swirls or clouds. I figured it must be some kind of rare jade, because after all, this guy was the jade expert. I respected him a lot for some reason. Some of the other jades appeared to be keychainlike as well.
Well, the dream changed a bit and had something to do with entertainment. The guy said politely that they were having a dance here with music and I could join. I was really shy and embarrassed but flattered to be invited. To my right when I faced the counter was now a large tiled dance floor, and I think lights started flashing over there and really loud music started playing. The room was suddenly filled with people but I wasn't overly self-conscious. I can't remember the first song that came on, it may have been an Eighties thing, but it had a good beat that was easy to dance to and that was specifically why they'd chosen it. Everybody, myself included, started to dance. Eventually we made up some kind of "pattern" dance, meaning, we would all follow some kind of pattern when dancing; it wasn't synchronized as we did it in waves. First one group of us would do something, then the next, etc., until the move was over. It involved a lot of jumping and swaying and arm waving. I joined in toward the end of that in some move that involved everybody waving their arms at their sides while in a big circle. (It was darker in here now, maybe night, but the flashing lights were still on.) We didn't spaz out, we would dance a bit and then pause, dance a bit and then pause.
Now the music changed and I think they started playing Bon Jovi's "It's My Life." Heh, good song to dance to, I guess. ^_^
During this whole thing there was one guy, maybe a stupid or annoying guy, who was an outsider, I think. Not dancing, not invited to dance. But that was too vague and I wasn't paying much attention.
I think the last part of that dream involved us (myself, the British gent, perhaps my mom and brother) putting some books on the wall behind the counter in alphabetical order. That may have been my idea. Easier to find what you're looking for. And I have this written down for the same dream section so maybe it was the same one? I think it may have been one of the books. It may have dealt with the show CSI. (Yike.) I think it was the blond lady's husband/ex-husband (the SLIME!!) and he was in jail or something, begging Grissom for help. For some reason Grissom was the only one who could help him. The guy's a total slimeball but in the dream he was truly desperate, and I feel he hadn't done what he was accused of. So even though Grissom doesn't like him, I think he was going to help out.
I Am Bulma, See Me Fly!
One dream had to do with a Dragon Ball Z movie. The characters were flying over water--only they weren't really flying--they had been TOSSED. Or something. Catapulted on purpose. Bulma was among them, I remember, because she can't fly in the TV show. It was like I was playing her part because I remember flying over the water; I wasn't afraid. I may have been carrying the Dragon Radar. I can't remember this part very well; I have "cat person" written down and I seem to think that there were these two characters (it was like a live-action movie), one who was half man, half dog, and one who was half woman (?), half cat. Funny-looking people. Light goldenish-tawny or pale grayish-brown fur.
The Halloween Rainbow
Okay, this dream gets even more confusing. "Darkness Falling" elements here. It was Halloween, and I was going out onto the front porch to take pictures of a rainbow. It was like the sunset--only it was a rainbow. Up in the sky, just a little section of it. The whole sky was a dark platinum gray as of early autumn/winter evening with a storm coming on. The trees were bare and black, but it wasn't cold; I think it was balmy; I may have had a jacket on. I went to the front porch door and it was slightly open; I realized that Pepper may have gotten out. !! She's blind and deaf, I don't want her outside on her own! There was a bit of confusion on my part as I reached the door and tried to determine whether she'd actually gone out or not, or was elsewhere in the house. At this point it was like she WAS still in the house, but she reached the door and I was trying to squeeze out and keep it open as little as I could, but I think she may have gotten out too. I had to fetch her and bring her back in, then go outside on my own.
(Ma and Dad were both home in this dream. This is somewhat similar to the dream where I went out to take pictures and they asked me a question and I said I had to come back in because I was afraid ("The Dark Sun Of The West").
In any case, there was the little bit of rainbow high up in the western sky, and I started taking pictures of it. There was no sun out and it wasn't raining, so that was odd. (Not in the dream, though.) Some point along in here came two little black kids, a boy and a girl. The girl was younger. They were dressed up (not sure as what, maybe one was a scarecrow?) and trick-or-treating. At my house in real life, we leave the porch light off on Halloween so nobody bothers us; we don't give out candy. In the dream I was hesitant also. I started to tell the kids, "Sorry, but we don't hand out candy," but then I reconsidered. Well--I DO always have some kind of candy lying around the house. I might as well be nice and give them something rather than send them along emptyhanded. "Wait right here and I'll be back with something," I told them, and they waited on the porch while I went back inside.
(Y'know, the actual RAINBOW part of the dream seems to take a backseat to the Halloween part, but trust me, it had an impact on me. I remember trying to get just the right shot, worrying that it would fade or change too much before I could, repositioning the camera and staring at that weird sight...)
I went into my room to search for candy. (It wasn't really like my room, but oh well.) I found first a bag of something-or-other, then a bag of something-or-other, then some other sort of candy, then a bag of Snickers or something, etc. I decided to take out ONE piece of each candy for each kid--that is, two pieces of each kind of candy total. Considering that one of the candies was like M&Ms, this was being kind of cheap. An M&M apiece? I wondered if I should be a bit more generous, but my Libra nature got the best of me; I had to divide these evenly, and I didn't have time to count out all the candy!! So it was one thing apiece. Besides, I reasoned, I had so many different kinds of candy that one piece per kid, per kind of candy, would end up being a lot to them!
So I started picking up all the different kinds of candy and taking two pieces each. There was one thing that had some kind of powder or tan-colored dust (sawdust like) in it and I couldn't figure out how to divide that evenly, so I think I ended up taking the whole package. Ma and Dad were still out somewhere in the other part of the house. I was being VERY anal with this candy, trying to sort it just right, but was having difficulty. After a while I realized that a REALLY long time had passed and those poor kids had probably given up and gone home by now. I was taking so long! I was about to give up and say, "Eh, I bet they're gone anyway," but then I thought, "NO, they might STILL be out there, just get the candy, sort it out as best you can, and GIVE IT TO THEM!"
So I took the candy and went out to the porch. The poor things were still waiting for me. Sheesh I felt guilty. I dropped the pieces of candy into their containers. "Here you go, one each for both of you," I said. "Happy Halloween." They thanked me for the candy and left.
Well, at least that one ended nicely!
They Show Porn On Cartoon Network, Now?
All right. THIS dream is embarrassing and somewhat explicit. I was watching Cartoon Network when some kind of ad for another program came on. It was a cartoon and it just went on and on. First the voiceover said something about the main character (?) performing abortions. "ABORTIONS?" I thought, on THIS channel?? That got my attention, of course, and I turned to look. On the screen, there was a white background and a female character on the left. She...um...gave birth to a black baby boy, only it wasn't a baby, it was a fully grown man, big muscles and all. He just came out. o_o If that wasn't weird enough, they then started performing different sexual acts on each other. I won't get any more specific than that!! ((flushing furiously)) Needless to say this had me BEYOND confused. WHAT were they doing showing this on CARTOON NETWORK?? (I believe it was daytime, to boot!) Then they clarified that this was an ad for a show on ANOTHER network--I can't remember the name of it but it was a specialized network, like Lifetime or something. Still, I thought, the AD is explicit enough! How are they getting away with showing this on a KIDS' channel??
The Well-Endowed Mud Creature
A dream similar to "They Show Porn On Cartoon Network, Now?" concerned some sort of team mascot on TV. It had this distinctive name, something like Mud Creature--I seem to remember that Mud or something beginning with an M was part of the name. And it looked like a mud creature too. This big, kinda hairy, really messy-looking thing, as if made partly with straw and manure. There was a coach or something standing to the left of it talking to it or about it. It was a composite of several different animals and it had taken on the beneficial attributes of each. One of those included a large...uh...well, you know. And yes, it was large. They were showing this thing right on the screen. Eesh. The things I see on TV when I'm sleeping. o_O
(I wonder if I'll make it out of this post alive.)
Kincaid Goes Crazy
In one small dream I was thinking about my character Kincaid. He's half nuts anyway, so in the dream I was thinking of him going COMPLETELY nuts. In my stories he used to be stabbed in the leg as part of a ritual; in the dream, his psychosis took on the form of him stabbing someone else. I imagined him going after some woman who trusted him and stabbing her. It's like I was just thinking it over in my mind while I sat in my room. She would start saying, "What are you doing?" and then begin panicking and he would start stabbing her and babbling incoherently. Perhaps later on he would say that voices had commanded him to do it or something. I was speculating the different, more credible ways I could bring the scene off, while wondering if I should even do it at all--face it--Kincaid, stabbing somebody nearly to death--well, it wouldn't look very good for his image.
There may have been a dream about rice, or Dad making me rice to eat, somewhere in here.
The Truth About Rats & Hamsters
One dream dealt with rodents. In the dream, I had a pet rat, and a pet hamster. Both. I had them both out in the living room and they were running around, and I wondered if a rat and a hamster would--and COULD--mate. Not only were they compatible, but would they WANT to. I figured, yeah, they're both rodents, if they're interested enough, they could do it. They probably wouldn't have babies, but who knows what small pets do when they're interested enough. I believe I realized my hamster was a boy and my rat was a girl, so I was wondering...
Why can't I back off of the sensitive stuff? Yeek.
If a typo got through here, sorry, but I'm just about falling asleep at the computer right now...
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