Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Dreamless

Sorry...I haven't had any dreams since the last that I can remember. Just bits and pieces. I will update as soon as I have another one!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

A Cold Descent and Brad Pitt

Another wonderful night of fucked up dreams.

I am in Mason with two people I don't know. We are up at the Mason Projects (anyone from mason knows I'm referring to the apartments by Chevron). For some reason the parking lot is the river though.

We have to do some kind of competition where we had to stay in the water the longest. It was freezing, by the way. It must of been winter. The guy who was with me chickened out but the girl said she would do it.

We climb into the water and being just waiting. In the dream it felt like only seconds, but it was really hours. I look over and the girl isn't there. I start swimming around confused and hollering her name. The guy is standing on the porch screaming at the top of his lungs trying to see where she went.

I dive underwater in this freezing "project river" and manage to see her floating around at the bottom lifeless. I pull her to the surface and as she is pulled up to the air, I get a good look and realize she is completely cyanotic. She hasn't been able to breath in god knows how long. The guy is standing on the porch still, screaming, saying that we were stupid to attempt the stunt.

Immediately my nursing brain kicks in and I begin CPR on the lifeless body. Attempting to bring whatever flicker of life is in there back. Suddenly she spits water out and tells me how cold she is. Her color begins to turn back to normal. I look around and notice that the blanket that Justin sleeps with every night somehow is there. I get it and place it over her and spoon up next to her knowing that body warmth is the best remedy.

In my dream I lay there praying there is no brain damage or nothing is wrong. As I look under the cover to see how she is coming along, I see Coupon.

Even though I know it was this mystery girl in my dream the whole time, for some reason it was coupon all along and it was never that girl

It doesn't make sense, I know. Nothing usually does. LOL

I saved some girl who ultimately turned into my male cat though. lol

Another fucked up night in my brain.

I just remembered something else. For some reason in this dream I also somehow got on http://www.perezhilton.com/ and Brad Pitt had died. I have no idea where that came from!? LOL. Apparently it was a while back and they had pictures of Angelina all distrout and everything. I have no clue what goes on inside this crazy head of mine.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Church in Dreamvision!

I going to start keeping track of all the strange dreams I have last night I don't remember the particular dream I had, so this first one will be about the dream I had a couple nights ago.

Keep in mind that it has been a couple days so the details are limited.

Caite, Shelly, and I go to Caite's Church one Sunday morning. As we are sitting in the pews a BIG FAT NASTY guest preacher gets up on stage and starts preaching out on the the wrongs of homosexuality. He says we all basically deserve to die and are second class citizens. We shouldn't be allowed to live and do not deserve any rights. He also proclaimed that anyone in their right minds would not socialize with them or even acknowledge them.

This man, who was about 150lbs overweight (hmm isn't gluttony a sin), preached on and on about how horrible we were. Eventually I couldn't handle it anymore and asked him how he had any right to judge anyone. I told him that he was a preacher and should be preaching about love and acceptance, not hate and prejudice. I told him that I believed that god made everyone to be a particular way and if he didn't want me this way than he wouldn't of done it. Of course he just blew up and started telling all the other people in the church that I needed to be hung in street. That I was pure evil and everyone needed to hate me. During this whole ordeal Caite and Shelly are trying to get me out of there before it gets even worse. For some reason the "preacher" walks out of the room and into an activity room in the church that included a basketball court. There were tons of people having a good time playing basketball and for some reason there was a cop in full uniform refereeing the game.

Hey now I told ya my dreams don't make alot of sense.

It gets a little fuzzy here and all I can remember is he is still preaching about how horrible I am. He then walks back into the original room that we were in and continues running his mouth. Apparently I wasn't the only one that was tired of it because the other preacher (who in my dream was Caite's normal preacher) begins telling him that he needs to get out and never come back. He tells him that they are not to judge anyone and that as long as the person accepts god in their lives and are good people they have nothing to fear. He also told that "preacher" that he is the one that gives them a bad name.

Here is the funny part.

After he says that, for some reason

Wait for it -

Wait for it -

They strip their shirts off and start doing the worm across the floor.

For some reason this was all normal in my dream too. They were doing some kind of "preacher" battle. It's all very odd. I don't know if they had god in them or were EXERCISING THE DEMON!!!

Yeah. I told ya. It's all crazy up there.

Stay tuned, for tonight is another trip inside this crazy head of mine.