Roof rot and contamination

There was a large house, filled with people, high ceilings, and it was night. The roof, where the attic lay, contained shelves upon shelves of old luggage and personal belongings-- treasures. It was rotten and about to collapse. A call was made to a team of experts, similar to ghost hunters, who could sniff out exactly what was wrong and how to fix it. They were so good that even handing them a few blades of grass from your lawn would tell them what was happening. Roof rot, they said, and put their plan into action. The scene changes and there is an attic made of exposed wood where the entire team lives. The space is divided by partitions so that each member has their own nook for their bed and for privacy. It resembles a dorm in a way and is occupied by men only. The scene goes to a group of people driving in a vintage convertible, a woman driving, and as crazy as this may sound joined by a chimpanzee. It is still night and they pull up to this open sandy location with ruins of concrete and metal, lit up by a bright artificial light, and situated besides a dark shallow lake. The driver gets out of the car, crosses the highway and enters into the sandy space. There are a few people lurking about, but she approaches the lake and takes out a net. She scoops into the lake and pulls out an tiny alligator, followed by a large rattlesnake that hisses as it is pulled above the water. This creates a panic because she realizes that there has been some sort of contamination. She searches in the sand around her looking for clues. A large red sign is uncovered that reveals that this place was once a gas station-- but the sign also reveals a contamination that happened many years ago: beware of multiplying animals, it read. She runs to her team and explains the situation. They are all very worried and she runs to her car, starts the engine, and notices a rooster coming after her. The contamination is spreading. It's all very sci-fi.

Bald Eagle Lake

from above the forest canopy swooped a bald eagle, larger than a lion, who landed before a crowd of travelers whom i was among. she didn't like the bridge that was being built across her lake that lay beside the forest. the bridge was large and was made of a bamboo skeleton. people came from near and far to see it being built. she appeared as a beautiful young girl to me, but no one else saw her this way. she wasn't afraid of people, but she was afraid of captivity. while many wanted to "protect her" from death in "the wild" by keeping her "safe," she told me she would rather die in nature than be caged. i helped set her free and she flew away as the bridge collapsed and fresh river water flowed wildly into the lake.

Sidewalk Birds

It was a long sidewalk in a town on a brisk autumn afternoon. The sidewalk led me to the edge of town where an epic field of wheat danced in the breeze. There were many birds in the sky and I knew them all. The Golden Eagle and Bald Eagle soaring together caught my eye and distracted me from walking. I stood still and watched them fly. When I turned my attention back to the sidewalk a gigantic Great Horned Owl approached me. It was hooting and flapping its wings, it was beautiful. Suddenly, however, it morphed into a scrappy drunk hobo who staggered belligerently and collapsed at the base of a sycamore tree. Utterly confused, I turned around to find another Great Horned Owl in front of me, only this time it was real and perched elegantly on a tree branch.

Long Road Ahead

I had been popping into my friend's vintage shop a lot that week and after an awkward exit after the last visit, I decided I would leave town and go on a road trip. I can't tell you how far I went, but I can tell you I went far. I was in a small mountain town, looking out of a window. There were tall redwoods and snowcapped mountains. Right outside my window was a small patch of forest and I was high enough up that I could see the treetops. A huge Red-tailed Hawk swooped up with a small dead bird in its beak. It landed on its nest and fed it whole to its young. Then it disappeared into the forest. A few minutes later it emerged with a small dead mammal in it's clutches and again fed it whole to the young. I felt like I was witnessing something magical, something immensely rare, and I was soaking it in. Across the patch of forest was a large multi-storied building that was my destination in this mountain town. It looked like a medical facility or perhaps a research facility. I strutted through the automatic double-doors feeling like I was someone important who had a specific reason to be there--almost like my expertise made me someone valuable that was to work on a project there. Or something. As if I had been there before and knew my way around, I marched into the Bird department and checked-in at the front desk. I was going to meet with someone mildly important. I felt very excited to be there and a sense of future-career came over me.

Then I was on the road again, this time Nelson Mandela had decided to join us--or rather, we had to pick him up and drop him off somewhere along the way. So we were his stewards for this portion of the trip. And I think I recall us driving in a convertible too. We were going to travel through Africa to visit all of the places he had once been persecuted or praised. I can recall being in Kenya and him receiving mixed reviews upon arrival. But it was a joyous occasion and I know he felt closure in whatever he needed closure in. We ate a hearty meal outside on wooden benches with women in colorful robes. There was an archway set-like structure behind us where people were coming from. It was painted in yellows and reds and other bright colors. We were to continue on our trip the next day, but I am not sure where we were headed or if Nelson was coming with us. I don't even know who "us" was.

Raspberry Stones

I realized I was a special sort of human. I could read minds. I was almost immortal. I could fly too, if I wanted. I met a vampire and we fell in love. We stayed in a small, charming apartment that was messy and cozy. Aliens from another planet abducted me and wished to use my powers to their advantage. They were trying to locate three magical stones that looked like raspberries. The stones had some gigantic power to save Earth and the universe when used all together, which is why they had been hidden throughout the universe in different spots. They put me in a spaceship and we found the first stone. It was way above Earth, just hovering. We were going to locate the others. They were good aliens, treated me right.

Black Falcon Eggs

I lived in an old house with lots of windows and rooms that sat on a hill. The paint was chipping and the decor was minimal. In a back room there was a Peregrine Falcon that I cared for. The back room had 2 walls of windows that could look out through another set of windows at the land beneath the hill. It was a female raptor that had laid eggs. Males were hard to come by and the falcons are endangered, which meant that these eggs were special. They were black eggs, a color that no bird species lays.  She had laid them into a velvet-lined box that functioned as her nest.  I entered the room to check on the eggs and the eggs fell out. One cracked and a yolk spilled out. The other one cracked but was solid inside because it was farther along.  I felt terrible that the eggs had broken and were lost. I set out to the park in the valley, which was the closest thing to a natural forest in the area.  I knew there were falcons in the area. We set out with my mini speakers and ipod filled with bird songs in hopes of attracting a male falcon to our care.  We spotted one across a stream and started playing the songs. It was interested. But, so were tourists and random passerbyes. I had to shoo people away and one woman took offense and demanded to see our permits for snatching an endangered bird. She called the police and we fled the scene without our bird.  I knew that we'd be back for the bird, but running as fast as we could away from the area was all I could think of. We came back to the house and the female falcon was perched on her branch. I looked forward to a new clutch of eggs, but wondered how we could lure that male bird without attracting lots of attention. 

Lots o' Hawks

Trevor and I was at a party that was in the penthouse of a tall building in the middle of a very dense, industrial city.  From the veranda, all I could see was rooftop after rooftop, dark night, and the orange white lights of a city at night. It was quiet on the veranda. I could see other rooftop verandas and I liked looking at the sparse potted plants sitting there in stark contrast to the very geometric pattern of the buildings.  I looked up at the sky for a few moments and saw a very large and brightly marked Red-shouldered Hawk soaring across the sky.  It was beautiful and the only sign of life in the quite, rigid city.  It was bright and glowing, beautiful and magical.  Another hawk joined it and the two found a perch in a rooftop niche near a plant.  While they rested, a Red-tailed Hawk and Peregrine Falcon joined them.  They were having their own little party, I suppose.  Trevor was amazed at the sight when I pulled him over to watch at the spectacle.  He decided to walk up to the birds to get a better look.  One hawk was gnawing on a small mammal and I could sense that if Trevor got too close he would be perceived as invading the hawk's space.  As he approached, the hawk squawked and looked upset at him.  He didn't relent, which prompted the bird to nip at his ankle with its gigantic powerful beak.  Trevor quickly got the message and retreated into my arms.  Luckily he wasn't hurt.  We stood together, watching the hawks from a safe distance.  The last thing I saw before I woke up was the falcon perched on a ledge gazing in my direction and looking exquisite.

El Paso?

We were on the road in a caravan to Austin, TX. I was driving the old Nissan Maxima that has been long since retired. My sister was with me. Trevor was driving the truck with Brad alongside.  The drive was long and hot, with boring desert landscape that was endless. Occasional fruit stands made things interesting.  Driving was difficult (as it usually is in my dreams), with impairments such as blurry vision, brakes that aren't up to par, or a wandering mind that forgets where it's going. This drive was not as bad as others. It was "long" in theory, but in this experience it was very short. We arrived in El Paso. There was a lovely tree-lined city center and a shopping center that was sure to provide food and drink for us tired drivers. My sister and I cooled off, relaxed, and fed ourselves. Trevor and Brad were almost there. I went for a walk, which turned into the participation of a rollerskating race through the shopping center. I got wind that Trevor and Brad were at the food court eating tacos. So I ran. I ran very fast, as if I still had my skates on, to the food court where I met up with my boys. They were full-bellied and relaxed. And then it was obvious that the trip was planned without planning, for we all had things to do back home in a few days and the trip to El Paso had taken nearly that, and there were several more days to go if we were to get to Austin as planned. So we decided to sit there. No decisions. Just sit and be.

Mazes and Various Perspectives

Mossy interior of a white-washed warehouse. Lots of cracked windows and chipped paint. It's like a maze with many different turns to take, leading to many different rooms that all resemble various morphs of basements. Some have ratty tapestries, boxes, couches, etc. sitting in them, collecting mildew and cobwebs. I used to live in one of those rooms, apparently, and some of that old stuff used to be what I made home with. In a great room, there are very tall shelves with random artifacts on them. Taxidermy, clothing, small people, books, etc. On the top of a shelf, looking down at all the people scampering about, me and a girl of same age lying on our stomachs talking about the world.  Things were moving fast, falling apart, but innovating.  In another time, there was a library nearby filled with books that people never read. Then something changed and the books became interesting and people started reading them.  The pool in the middle of the library helped, I think. Everything was organized according to subject, and there was another maze walkway that you could follow into various aisles to look at books from a different perspective, usually altitudinal. Lots of people with shorts on. Lots of aimless wanderers and short run-ins with acquaintances, some who really look you in the eye. 

*Sidenote: While my dreams have always been long, vivid, detailed, symbolic, and story-oriented, lately dreams have been: short, sparse, muddy, temporally disorganized, thematically abstract, and centered around the ordinary for the many months now. Also, I am not sure what this means, but lately I have been waking up in the middle of the night covered in sweat, unable to articulate or recall my intense dreaming experience. To be continued...

The Future Earth

In my dream I stood in a little girl's bedroom window lined with pink ruffles.  From the window I looked out onto a dark night and a wooded park.  A woman and the girl who occupied the room came in and spoke to me.  They handed me something that allowed me to fly.  I stepped out onto the window ledge and jumped.  I flapped my arms, which made me go faster and higher.  Once I got the hang of flying I took off, soaring and speeding through the night.  I flew into outerspace and through time.  I approached a planet Earth in the distant future.  I watched it change as I circled it.  It changed from a lush green and blue sphere to a clear orb containing nothing but machinery.  I watched as the biosphere collapsed and became nothing but metal technology.  A sinking feeling came to me: We destroyed Earth.  We used up everything good it had and replaced it with ugliness and metal.  I flew home as fast as I could.  The woman and the girl were waiting for me.  I told them what I saw.  They said I had seen 180 years into the future, but that no future was set in stone.  They said because I circled the orb and saw the future, that I had sealed the fate of the planet.  They said the only way to stop the destruction from happening was if I was to fly back there and make a reverse course of circle rotations around the earth.  I had to circle the same number of times I had circled when I first visited, except backwards.  They said only then would the future still be open for change.  So I did it.  I flew all the way back to Earth's future and I reversed my course.  I had to save Earth.  I had to make sure it had a chance of surviving.  A chance for us to stop our destruction.

Dark Shape Shifting

Well this was a strange dream.  Started out climbing through a dark damp path underground to get to a hotel pool area.  The area was dimly lit and the blue water seemed dark.  There were diving platforms and a bunch of people swimming.  Late at night I was still there and had three people with me--it appeared that I was the leader of some sort of cult club.  They all swam toward me and pricked my skin at various places and tasted my blood.  It was a sort of "honor" to me, their leader.  Strange.  Next I was staying at my sister's house (though not her real house) where my dead dog was still alive.  She looked thin and bony, but it was her.  Somehow she was still hanging on--almost like she had been waiting for me to come back to her before she let go.  I gave her love, snuggled her, petted her, and she seemed very happy.  When I hopped in the shower early in the morning I was transported to the next portion of the dream.  I was suddenly in a warehouse with dozens of aisles filled with rack upon rack of random junk.  Suddenly there were bullets being fired from a billion guns going in all directions.  I was in the middle of a battle between these half-robot half-man enemies and some other folks who were the good guys.  Somehow I crawled away unscathed and into an alleyway.  In the alley were giant dumptrucks and cars coated with some sort of light green tar.  Apparently I was in the wrong place once again because they started making rumbling and banging sounds.  The good guys had coated the things that the enemies had placed bombs inside.  The coating would absorb the blasts.  I was trying to get out of the alley or hide but was trapped.  The bombs were so big that the coating was starting to fail.  Suddenly I was transported to a covered market place that resembled an open-air Chinese flea market.  Lots of stacks of random things.  I was with a small group of people--we were the good guys.  And we could shape-shift.  It seemed that everyone around us was an enemy and couldn't be trusted.  There were spies everywhere, so we had to be careful.  As soon as we were found out we would take the form of objects around us.  That way we would be able to hide--though the forms we took were not always exactly like the forms we attempted to mimic.  And in these markets, if we took a form we took the risk that someone might pick us up and buy us, thus separating us from our group.  At one point I took the shape of a gold ring that someone was going to buy.  Luckily I escaped that one.  At one point we were under attack inside of a department store and we were ushered by the owner into a back room basement where he lived.  It was a tiny little closet with a sink, bunk bed, a tiny pantry, and a window that overlooked a vast valley.  Twice this scene repeated.  The second time it was just me and a male.  We looked out the window, feeling the pressure of the enemies about to find us out, and we jumped out the window taking the shape of birds.  We flew over the valley of vineyards, oak forests, and tiny towns.  There were dozens of enemies everywhere and we felt despair that there would be no safe place to land, ever.  We chose a hedge along the side of a farm.  A bit of cloth of the male's shirt tore and landed beside the bush.  We took the forms of leaves when we saw the farmer approach.  He seemed okay first, but when he found the shirt he knew there were shape-shifters around.  He took the rag and went to get a bad guy.  So we had to take flight once again.  We found a circus that had set up nearby and flew into a tent.  We peaked through a crack in the top of the tent and saw another covered open air market that sold toys and circus things.  We hopped over and quickly tried to regroup and figure out if there would ever be a way to defeat these bad guys.  Then I woke up, completely confused by this epic dream!

Puppy Power

I was on a journey in a strange land with a large group of people. There was an evil man who was like a living dead mummy kind of guy. He was traveling with us for a bit, and everyone seemed okay with that. Ryan, Claire, and I were special and had unique tasks on this journey. I was chosen to control a group of puppies that were super important and only came around for certain people. They were sacred in the land that we were in. While we were stopped at some old ruins, I held out my hand with power and the puppies showed up. They moved whichever way I moved my hand. I sent them off to an ancient temple to read a prophecy. We could communicate telepathically. As the group was going to go into the forest, a family showed up who had been lost. We accepted them into our convoy of 3 minivans with 6 people in each. Blood oranges were eaten as food and were a treat to come across. I split off with a small group to collect berries that looked like figs. There was a small barn near the berry bushes. Near the barn we found reeds that we could make into a bow. As I peeled a reed, my group was sabatoged by dudes living in the barn that were subjects of an evil dude. I ran and suddenly an evil japanese samauri looking man followed with great speed. I was slapping him with the reed to get past him. I knew he was an incarnation of the evil mummy guy--the evil dude! I focused my energy and suddenly help came and he vanished in a flash of light. I proceeded across a bridge and into a cartoon carebear land where I met up with a puppy. The others had been killed but he survived and told me the prophecy which was hard to understand but basically two humans would marry and they were both the rightful heirs to the land and the evil one must choose a final resting place. Ryan was the one who the evil dude could communicate with and he convinced him to settle in an art hall in the temple. But still, he wanted to battle for some sort of vengence. With the puppy we could fly. We cruised through a forest and came upon the tail end of the evil dude's army of japanese soldiers and spirits. They saw us and flew ahead in a flash of green light. We could see the soldiers flying, glowing in blue-green. We skipped around various trails until the puppy and I hopped on a tiny cartoon airplane that dropped us off on a hillside were we met up with others of our group. We eventually made it to a building where the evil one had been subdued and operated on to stop his telepathy. Ryan went in first. While we waited, Claire and I talked with the puppy. She and the puppy established communication and he told her the prophecy. We confonted the guy and told him the prophecy, which made him angry. His heart bounced furiously against his chest, we could see it. But we could tell he had ceded. Suddenly we all were in a large city with all these people surrounding us. The evil man, ryan, and I were there. We assumed he was to announce his resting place. As he ceded, me and Ryan and Claire combined our powers and announced our reign. The evil one disappeared, presumbably into his final resting place. I was in white and a mystery guy was in black. I think we were the humans who were to marry. We made powerful hand gestures that created energy together. Then all the people cheered.

Jungle Insanity Starship

I was lost in the woods. I stumbled across a dumpy dwelling. I went through the white trash home with tons of dogs to get to the other side of the jungle. When I went through, I lost my mind, as if I was on acid or something. It clouded my thoughts and disabled me to speak clearly. I ran down a rough dirt road until I found a building that appeared to be a hospital. Turns out it was a Mormon rehab clinic. Whatever, I thought, and checked myself in. It was nice to not be lost in the woods anymore. I shared a room with another girl who was a serious Mormon. While at the rehab clinic, I wasn't allowed anything "sinful." It was okay at first because I was really really out of it and totally insane. I think that whenever I tried to speak only blabber and mumbles came out. I didn't want to stay there for long, just until I was clear again. I found some books in my bag, one of which was about biology, the other was an art book. My roommate freaked out and said they were sinful. She told the nurses on me, so I fled because I couldn't stand the oppression even though I was still a bit fuzzy. I ran through the jungled woods again and was met by a person on a horse who gave me a horse too. We rode for a long time and on a bend in the trail that looked out onto the jungle vally, it said that I was the chosen one for a group of alien beings that have been hovering in the sky waiting for me for centuries. Apparently they controlled earth in a way that no human could ever understand. We rode our horses for a bit longer to a parking lot where we were beamed up to the spaceship. When we got to the space station I was greeted by all sorts of people who wanted to shake my hand, hug me, and welcome me home. You could see the jungle from the ship, inside everything had a pink purple hue. I felt much clearer, yet still a bit confused as to what was going on.

Bollywood Heaven

I was on an old steam engine train with wood interiors and fancy rugs. In each seat there was a personal fireplace built into the back of the chair in front. We were headed to India through a snowy, mountainous terrain. Suddenly I was in Hollywood. I had been having an affair with richard gere and staying at his apartment, using his fancy car, and sharing him with another woman. It got old pretty fast so I left and went exploring. I met a guy with silver rings in his pocket. At first it was strange, but it eventually made sense. Hilary showed up and said she lived in heaven after a terrible art experiment involving gas explosions. I wondered why she was here if she had died and lived in "heaven." So she smiled and took us there. She reached into her pocked and took out silver rings and threw them in a slot on an escalator. It ejected a green reciept, which somehow made the escalator go to heaven, not the mall that it appeared to be headed towards. At first it looked like a giant potterybarn until we got to the 4th level. Suddenly it was a large indoor town with tons of rooms and wings and flats where people all lived together. It was very mellow. Hilary gave me a bunch of silver rings so I could come visit her. While I was visiting one day, I met a man and fell in love with him. I called him "dad" but he wasn't really my dad. We were in love, me and this man, but he was marrying a total bitch in heaven who said she didn't want kids. I tried to talk some sense into him, but he was clouded by his boner. She became an evil demon who summoned a dragon asshole that tried to attack me. I tried to fight her, though she was strong. I went to heaven to summon all the Harry Potter characters who lived there (not sure why), as well as some other witches and wizards. They all came and helped me kick ass against the dragon asshole. Meanwhile, the evil woman continued doing bad things and was going to destroy everything in both heaven and in our world on Earth. I summoned the giant league of sea lions to help. So many strong magical sea lions came and were prepared to fight. I was so glad they liked me!

Hawaii and a Place For Broken Animals

I was in Hawaii.  Kauai, to be exact.  We were strolling around the island and saw a massive glacier-size lava flow falling into the ocean in massive chunks, sending steam and heat out into the atmosphere.  We went to a farm on the island where old, injured, rejected, broken animals were given care and a second chance at life.  When I entered the farm two giant tigers came up to me and licked my face and put their giant paws on my shoulders.  I was slightly alarmed, but I could tell they were gentle.  I strolled around the site and encountered three monkeys laying in a tub.  One was crystalline, the other two were fleshy.  One monkey really liked me and let me hold him.  I walked around with him in my arms and he purred.  He was so happy to have attention and affection.  Next I found a large area filled with hay and soil where dogs and cats lived.  There was an area for old greyhounds with broken legs.  There was also an area where cats played, sat, and lounged.  I found a nice cat named Daniel who was grey, white, and very fat.  We got along well and he loved to snuggle.  I wanted to take him home with me, but saw no means to make that happen.  My mom was there and adopted a white cat.  I begged her to take Daniel but she couldn't.  I left a nice note with the workers about Daniel and told them to give it to whoever came along looking for a nice cat.  Daniel was 10, so I was hoping it would happen soon.  There were lots of dogs to play with, but Daniel was the animal that really stuck with me. 

Maze with Many Doors

I entered into a dark building that was an indoor maze made of particle board walls.  The interior was black and could only be seen when a flashlight was shined upon it.  Inside there were many paths that lead to many doors.  Each door lead to either a destination or another maze which would eventually lead to a destination.  The first door I opened revealed a sandy cavern that opened up into a cave mouth where ocean waves were slowly crashing upon.  I could feel the cool sea air and the moisture in the sand upon my feet.  The next windy path lead to another door where I entered a small courtyard where people were eating lunch on a patio.  Next was a staircase leading to a black couple's art studio.  They looked at me so oddly when I appeared.  I told them I had the wrong door and didn't mean to intrude on their space.  Next was a door that opened up their studio into a large warehouse where numerous artists were working.  Like a rat I wound around, trying to memorize the way I came so that I could get back to different doors if I wished.  I went through a door that lead to a large store where wood, pots, and shiny shiny plants were sold by an old stony man.  It was in some busy chinatown/fillmorey street.  I went back to the maze and came across a door that opened up into a private school courtyard where girls in uniforms were walking around.  I was lead by some random person into another ply wood door that dumped me into a basement space where tons of old items had been left by the many travelers of this maze of pathways.  Clothing, toys, furnitures, games, sculptures--everything was heaped about and I bumped into a traveler going out the opposite direction.  She told me it was a good doorway that she always tries to get to.  I came with through a door that lead to a large, green wallpapered hall with plum carpets.  Lou Reed was there playing guitar with shades on and there were cool rock band paintings on the wall.  The girl said that every time you go through there there are new pieces of art up and a new musician.  I couldn't remember the paths I had taken to get there, but I was glad to be there and I was sure I'd find it again somehow.  We went past an office with all the maze workers, and then I went through another door that caused me to wake up and realize it was 7 AM and my alarm was going off!  

Dad and Cape Cod

I dreamed I was in a small city in Oregon, most likely Ashland. I was with my dad, who looked very good and healthy. He had picked me up in his truck and we were headed back to where he lived. It was a small place, but cozy. There were no signs of Barbara, which made me worry that he was lonely. We talked and caught up for a bit before I asked where she was. He said that they talked every few months and that he was going to go visit her for a week soon. I assumed that they had either broken up or agreed to live apart. He was wearing a necklace with a wide pendant and when I asked about it he said it reminded him of when he was taking chemotherapy medications. Speaking of, I told him he looked healthy and great. He said he felt great. I told him that it was great to see him because I hadn't seen him since a few days before he died. He looked sad when I said that. I told him I had cried for years over his death and that it was so good to see him alive and flushed with color. Next thing I knew I was sharing a car ride with three girls, one of which had down syndrome and was huge and was sitting in the front seat with me against my will. It was very odd. I hopped out at the first stop and got into another car with Kelly and Claire. We were determined to go on a roadtrip. The next stop was Cape Cod, a beautiful valley of east-coast houses around a beautiful cove. We drove in and stopped at a fun-plex kind of place. There were life-size bouncy animals you could ride, crazy bumper cars, and all sorts of fun colorful plasticine things. There was a beach nearby too, which I recalled visiting as a child. I went wandering on my own and discovered a gigantic building with a really fun ride inside: hot air balloon simulator! It was a huge open blue room with thick lines webbed across the ceiling. On each line was a hot air balloon which could fit several kids inside the base. The floor was rubber and moved like a wave, so every time you jumped the thing would bounce into the air and surf around. It looked soooo fun to me at the time. So we all went in and tried it out. It wasn't as cool as it looked, but we saw some footage of the ride back in the 70's and it looked way more fun. It was the music that was missing, so we pumped up some tunes and got the party started. A large window looked out onto a park and the ocean, where two giant dinosaurs came stomping by (guys dressed in dinosaur suits). It was awesome. Kelly and Claire decided they would do some errands in town, specifically getting rid of old dvds and buying new ones. For some reason, that was all they cared about in that moment. I thought it was funny. Then I woke up.

Geckos, Dolphins, and Mermaids

I dreamed I had a box of sand filled with baby geckos and lizards. I held the gecko and it was so sweet and cuddly. It really liked me and it was my favorite of the bunch. When I tried to put it back in the box, it slipped out of my hand and slithered into the basement. I thought it was lost forever, but miraculously it came back. When I went back to the box, the entire box was empty and I knew they had all gone to the basement. In the basement, I peeeked and saw a black cat, my cat, a gray rat, and a white rat which tried to get out without success. No sign of my gecko down there, which I assumed meant it was gone for good, or eaten by the rats or cats. It is believed that the basement represents the subconscious and that geckos are perception/power of observation. I wonder if this dream is suggesting that my perception is lost in my subconscious? Next, I was on a bus touring around with a bunch of friends, including Hilary, Carson and his new girlfriend Theresa. It was awkward cause I wanted to hang out with him because he's my friend but the new lady kept on being there and it was annoying. On the bus, we drove and drove, switching seats and talking. While I was annoyed, I still had fun traveling around. We went to a place with a giant body of crystal clear water. I went swimming and a dolphin showed up. It was the cheeriest dolphin I had ever seen and was so friendly! We swam with the dolphin of magic and it was so much fun and so positive. It even let us take a ride on his back by holding on to his dorsal fin. His skin was so soft and silky. Afterwards, we were all lined around the water and people were handing out awards and money. I didn't get all the money I was supposed to get, but I guess it was fair because my group didn't have money to give either. Either way, we got awards and the dolphin delivered them all. Next, we were on a trek in the water with water people and mermaids. We followed after them through beautiful magical waters and at one point a powerful mermaid popped up from a kelp forest underwater and shared a gaze with us. They lead us to their sacred home where as soon as they got there they cuddled in pairs (men and women, women and women, men and men) in shell-shaped sofas that made a weird twisty sound and wrapped them furiously with silken linen until they relaxed and fell asleep. We realized it was an sex contraption that instantly provided pleasure so that the creatures could sleep. While at first we were a bit timid to try it, the mermaids beckoned us so we obliged. Carson and his woman hopped in, some other couples hopped in, and I was left alone for a moment so I hopped in by myself. It was really weird and didn't really work, but a mermaid looked at me and shook her head as if the sofas were not meant to be slept in a lone. A girl quickly joined me and the mermaids smiled as if all was how it was supposed to be in their world. After we all slept and relaxed in the sofas, the mermaids woke up and said it was time for the next adventure.

Agate Beach and Alien Housey

I dreamed I was at Agate Beach, the beach I grew up at every summer with my family. It's long steep trail down the the beach was always lined with lush trees and ferns, and spat you out at an isolated pristine shoreline. In the dream, the trail had been replaced by a monstrous structure containing escalators and flourescent lights. At the beach there were new bathrooms that were never there before, as well as a road leading up to the old parking lot. If all that wasn't bad enough, some rich people had managed to settle some condos at the beachfront, and some hoopty ghetto kids had used the road to bring their cars out and screech around. It was a nightmare. I told my mom about what had happened to our favorite place on Earth and we both cried. I decided to move away. I got a place with a girl I barely knew. The place was very old and charming, yet my room totally sucked. At first glance it was gorgeous, with a tree branch hovering above my bed through a huge skylight ceiling and a fireplace. However, one of the walls was simply a plastic tarp and the floors wobbled like a waterbed. It was terrible. There was no way I could live there. I explored the house and found a gigantic old antique warehouse type space attached to our house. We could play music there or renovate it into living space! There were two antique pianos there. One played by itself, which I supposed meant it was haunted. Still, the space had potential. Then I was living in another apartment, a bit more disheveled and small. I came home to it one day after school and there were a bunch of people inside who I didn't know. I sat down next to a baby that seemed to be missing a mother. I held it and decided to adopt it. It looked a little sick after awhile and when I laid him down a pink worm crawled out of his ear. It transformed into a vicious lizard alien monster whom I had to chase down and attempt to destroy. It was hard though because he was quick and tricky. I left the house for a bit to regroup, and when I came back a girl who was in the house stomped on the thing and killed it. It was a good thing, cause it was about to duplicate itself. At that point, that same girl decided that she and a guy would grant everyone in the house one wish. One guy wanted a lap dance from her, which I thought was silly. A few people made stupid requests like that, but I decided I would ask for Agate Beach to be restored to its beautiful state.

Blue Aliens Hoorah

I dreamed I went on a shopping trip one day after flying home to the city. My cat was there, following along side. In stores, on the subway, on the street, my cat was in tow. People giggled and smiled at how cute it was. Later in the dream, I worked at a toy store and was closing up shop at night. As I locked the door and pulled the blinds a woman spoke from outside. She said she needed to pick up her dog food she had ordered and had called earlier to confirm. I reluctantly opened the door for her to give her the food. She pulled a gun on me, but I laughed saying that I was gonna quit this job anyway and didn't care whether or not she robbed it. I gave her everything, even encouraging her to take more stuff. I honestly didn't care, I told her. She was actually kind of nice and funny, we got along well and she dropped the gun. Right as we were both about to leave, the front door opened and it was a bunch of blue-skinned aliens! The aliens were mean. They brought with them some other humans they had gathered and we all were dumbed with laser beams. While the aliens partied, we just all kinda sat around like idiots unable to think or go anywhere. One chick was able to get out. I became that girl while she ran away. The whole city block had been dumbed, which freaked her out. The next day I was back to my old self and returned to the store with my boss, telling her all about the damage. When we opened up the store everything was back to normal and perfect, with no signs of aliens. At school, a few of us got together who remembered the aliens. While we were talking about it, a guy walked up and said he had been there too and was given a special alien rock. In reality, it was a tracking device so the aliens knew where to start moving in. Other kids gathered with us and we all started fleeing to the hills cause when they dumbed us we absorbed their master plans and knew the city was about to be infiltrated. I didn't have a bike or a car so I hopped down the road with all the other kids leaving. We had to go through a bunch of mazes and strange wooden buildings and trails to get away, but it was the best shot we had at survival.