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Apr. 26th, 2007 @ 11:34 am
this time my dream had stephen colbert in it. what's with all the pundit dreams? this time, he was actually part of a group with me that was under special protection because we were being targeted by assassins. However, it turned out that the people who were "protecting" us were actually part of the assassin group claiming to be u.s. marshalls. Stephen cleverly uncovered their ruse.

Apr. 25th, 2007 @ 03:11 pm
i had a dream that my credit card cancelled my account. and also, that bill maher remembered my name, so i started liking him a little bit.

Jul. 24th, 2006 @ 09:21 am
At the MVAs. NSYNC and Britney Spears performing. I kiss Nick Lachey. I see Wesley Snipes walking to his seat which is next to Mobb Deep. They get in a confrontation. Mobb tackles him. One of the members shoots Wesley. I am him the gunner. I run, shoot a cable up the ceiling, Wesley shouts "That's how I always get away!" I slide to the ceiling, out the window and it's an all out sprint to the Scion xB. Hahaha. I start to drive away with Wesley right on me, I wake up.

At New Hope day care. NOT like it used to be. They become some crazed neo-Nazi’s. They collect more and more children. They start not feeding them. They make these parents sign a long contract before the kids get to the camp and of course none of them read it because it's so long. But in the contract the parents basically swear away their home. They start to chop off the hands and feet and even kill the children who have been reprimanded more than two times. Xyan, my brother is on this list. They kind of like me, so I sneak Xyan upstairs [In my dream the camp is held at my house.] I tell him to lock himself in the hidden compartment in my attic. So at the end of camp this realtor starts dividing up the properties and planning these malls and other businesses. Of course I freak out and tell them they can't take my home because it's under a Maryland state easement. [Haha, I'm so logical in my dreams.] I walk down stairs and attempt to call Dad."

These were 2 of many insane dreams last night.

hah Mar. 22nd, 2006 @ 07:37 pm
so i very rarely remember my dreams, hence why i never post in here. but my mind was apparantly obessessed with suvs last night...

i don't remember anything about the first dream except that i was in the front seat of a car with someone random driving... and then there was this huge suv in front of us and we were definitely about to crash into it. so i pop up with a huge intake of breath. i was at my friend aaron's house and he was apparantly awake and was like, "what was that noise?!" so i told him about the dream and went back to sleep.

then i was dreaming again, and this time aaron and i were in the back seat of a car, and two random people were in the front. all of the sudden the driver is like "holy shit!" and swerves into the other lane. right in front of us is an suv. not realizing that i'm dreaming again, i turn to aaron and am like, "crap! that looks like the car from my dream!"

getting into my friend's car that had too much junk in it for the seatbelt to be accessable wasn't too fun this morning...
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: coheed and cambria

Mar. 2nd, 2006 @ 01:18 pm
yikes stripes.

amy lambert was in my dream last night. we were hanging out and she nonchalantly dropped the fact that she just started to have a sex change operation to become a boy. which was unsettling...i mean. how would tyler feel about that? i told her she was too pretty to become a boy, so she should switch back.
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» on flying...
in my dream last night, i could fly.
this isn't unusual... i often have dreams that involve flying...
and to be quite honest, out of everything i have ever experienced, either alive or awake, there is no other place i would rather be.
and nothing else i would rather be doing.

and when i woke up this morning, i wanted to run down the street for take-off.
i had to sit and convince myself that i couldn't actually fly.
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i had a dream where i was training eugene levy to drive a bus. or he was training someone and i was observing. something like that.

in any case. this dream occured at the same intersection that always occurs in my dreams. it's hard to remember but it's so familiar when i see it. it's not an intersection, but a series of on and off ramps to two different highways. one was is an incarnation of 50, heading to the eastern shore. where my heart drowned. HA. i think that's where it goes. but there's a rest stop along the way that i always stop at in the dream...reminscient of maryland house, but more like midway house on the penn turnpike. the other way goes up into a downtown section. there's shops, one clothing shop that i remember going into. it's all very quaint, very much like frederick i think, but perhaps less busy. more like upper marlboro, but without the bail bonds shops and more shops like they have in frederick. actually. a lot more like easton, md. that scale. i remember there's this one bar i went to once in my dream. anyway. i'm familiar with this section of town and this part of the highway, and i always feel like i know what's going on when it comes up in my dreams.

so anyway. eugene levy. drives the bus into this part that he's not supposed to. the road gives out and we're falling into a chasm. we're all outside the bus and just falling to our peril. it's not that typical falling feeling. i'm not anxious or scared. i may have even had the chance to jump off the bus into safety, but i opted not to. i'm just falling, and i cross my arms and close my eyes. i'm as calm as if i'm sleeping (which, well, I am). i just let go and fall into it.

i have time to decide what my last thought will be. and i think about her...at least, i know there's someone i wanted to think about. except i can't conjure her name. i go through names of various ex-girlfriends, and none of them resonate. i just can't remember her name.

it ends with no hard fall, i don't startle when i wake up. i calmly open my eyes and remember her name.
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why did i have a dream
that i was at myrtle beach with the cheerleaders again
and a girl from north carolina (why NC? ryan? anything?)
she was so familiar. i knew her. but i didn't know her.
she played with my hair.
my hair was not quite dry, and was beginning to get really soft
and that was all that happened.
» cutlery and the mental institute
so i had two separate, disturbing dreams.

one was a cutlery show. it was in the church that i grew up in--a lot of dreams occur in that church. it's a personal motif. i need to document when they occur so i can figure out what that church represents to me. anyway, i was told about the show, except i was not told when to show up. that detail was neglected. and i got there just as cutlery's set was wrapping up. they had just played without me, didn't skip a beat, and was barely like "oh hey chris." when i showed up.

second dream was in a mental institute. complete with the white walls and the crazy guys trying to sneak cigarettes when the wards aren't watching. some of the rooms were named after friends from aforementioned church, ones who were just looked up to and admired. and i'm in there, and as the dream progresses, i realize that i'm being sucked in. like at first i'm just visiting, then i'm consulting with a doctor, then next thing i know i'm a full blown patient. one of those patients who say to themselves "i'm not crazy. i'm not *that* depressed. i don't *belong* here." except i did. all my friends and everyone at the institute insisted that i needed to stay.
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I've been having a lot of dreams lately where people have died.
and one was a lady I used to work with who I haven't seen in years.
its rather strange...
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