Bizarre as hell...
Nothing much, really, in life. Rehearsal, sewing, job-hunting. S'pretty much it. Visits when I can manage them. Gym. Such.
But the last couple nights, I've been having reallllllllllllly strange dreams. And I remember them rather well. Curiosity may be satisfied; Thursday night. So I was in Richard's house, but just the top two floors. Sleeping in the loft, I come downstairs & walk to the kitchen for something. Instead of Sam being asleep in the room on the right, it's Jonathan. And his wife, who is not me. So I walk by, not feeling anything, & go into the kitchen. On my right, there's a short hallway (which is not there in real life) with two doors. One says "Elise", & one says "Sandra". Elise= Sam's sister, but not either of her actual sisters' names. Sandra= Sam's mother, in actual fact as well as in the dream. But the doors never open- they're just there. On the wall to my left there's a washer & dryer, which are oddly super focused, but again are just there. The back wall, left side, is Sam's room (really the door to the back deck), which I never go into, even though I always intend on it. So I pause in the kitchen, walk back out & up to the loft. As I pass Jonathan's door, I look in briefly, & he's awake watching me. I half-wave, still not upset or anything, & go back upstairs. Come down again later, go into the kitchen, pause, look at Sam's door. Want to go in, but I don't. I turn around, Jonathan's in the doorway watching me. I walk back out in silence, not feeling anything either way. Back a third time. I go in the kitchen, move towards the washer/dryer, stop. Turn around, his wife is in the kitchen with a mug of something hot & glaring at me. I ignore this, walk back into the hallway. Stop for a second, stretch, & hear movement behind me. Turn, Jonathan has joined his wife in the doorway. She's still glaring, he's just watching. Sort of intense kind of way. I turn away, give a wave over my shoulder as I walk back to the loft. , Saturday night. I'm back in time, in a sort of Egyptian/Greco-Roman society. Whatever. Big palace courtyard recieving hall thing, columns & white marble & a huge throne at one end. Sitting on it is a man with a silver circlet, off of which hangs small flat ovals of silver on chains. White robe. Long, loose brown hair. I'm some sort of mystic at the court, very high up. Suddenly there's this HUGE tall sorcerer guy (sort of like Xerces in 300, but without all the jewelery) who comes up to me & starts talking. I'm instantly captivated, & we constantly fool around with magic & such, showing off & trading knowledge. This goes on for a few weeks, dream time, & all the while I'm aware of nobles going about their lives, but I never see them clearly. The king is in the background the whole time, watching me/us. But I don't see him clearly, either. Randomly, one day the sorcerer guy does something... I don't remember what, prolly something bad... & I have to take him out magically. I do so, burn out his psi center basically, he runs from the hall silently screaming. I hear a thud, turn around & the king has fallen off his throne & is lying on the ground. I run to him in a blind panic, turn him over & take his head into my lap- he looks EXACTLY like my friend Luke. COMPLETELY EXACT. I lean over him, terrified in a calm sort of way, & kiss him. I assume some sort of magic energy transfer. Anyway. He opens his eyes, they meet mine, & suddenly I realize that he's loved me the whole time, & I'm in love with him. The end. & Sunday night. This one's the oddest. I'm either a man, or dreaming from the perspective of one. Out in some place like BC, but it's definitely the West Coast of North America. Looking kind of like Brad Pitt in Legends of the Fall. Standing on a hill, looking downwards at a town. Smile in an odd sort of way, head into town. Meet up with a group of Native elders, who make some sort of speech relating to a prophecy and/or my reputation as a semi-supernatural being. The smile again. I apparently need to get to this point across the bay under my own power to meet them by midnight before they'll tell me more. I leave, go back up the mountain. Standing there, one of them comes up behind me after a while. Starts talking about me/my presence... something about a Brotherhood, & special gifts. Don't really remember, but one of those inspirational wise speeches. Pats me on the shoulder, leaves. The odd smile again. Back in town when the sun goes down, I grab onto the back of a bus (one of the ones where the windows open) because I decide it'll be fun to travel that way on the highway until I get to where I need to be. So I smile, grab on. People are pointing & laughing/applauding (at the same time), I grin at them & we continue on. Let go at this bend in the highway, glide (through the air like a plane) to the rocks at the shore. A boat pulls up, the elders talk to me a minute, then they point out a peninsula across the bay & says to meet them there. The smile. I run across the water- not sure if I can walk on it or I'm just too fast, inclined to think the latter- & wait for them there. As I get close, I see it's almost entirely covered in houses. Two story townhouses, all dark red, & kind of crooked. Or something. The very tip is still green, but it's got some playground equipment on it. I stand on that point, the elders come up & join me. They tell me something about it being their land, & needing to get it back because of some arcane reason that's fairly major. Don't know/remember what it was. But it's my job to make things right. The smile. Then I woke up. Now what is my subconscious up to? Most confused about: Why Sam's mom was there, why the king was Luke, & the entire native thing. Wtf.
So yeah... pretty bizarre stuff. I have NO idea what I'll dream next. I was looking at some bondage art earlier tonight, & read a story about sex on the dance floor. Probably not one of my better ideas, that. Shall find some wholesome romance to offset it.
Foof.
But the last couple nights, I've been having reallllllllllllly strange dreams. And I remember them rather well. Curiosity may be satisfied; Thursday night. So I was in Richard's house, but just the top two floors. Sleeping in the loft, I come downstairs & walk to the kitchen for something. Instead of Sam being asleep in the room on the right, it's Jonathan. And his wife, who is not me. So I walk by, not feeling anything, & go into the kitchen. On my right, there's a short hallway (which is not there in real life) with two doors. One says "Elise", & one says "Sandra". Elise= Sam's sister, but not either of her actual sisters' names. Sandra= Sam's mother, in actual fact as well as in the dream. But the doors never open- they're just there. On the wall to my left there's a washer & dryer, which are oddly super focused, but again are just there. The back wall, left side, is Sam's room (really the door to the back deck), which I never go into, even though I always intend on it. So I pause in the kitchen, walk back out & up to the loft. As I pass Jonathan's door, I look in briefly, & he's awake watching me. I half-wave, still not upset or anything, & go back upstairs. Come down again later, go into the kitchen, pause, look at Sam's door. Want to go in, but I don't. I turn around, Jonathan's in the doorway watching me. I walk back out in silence, not feeling anything either way. Back a third time. I go in the kitchen, move towards the washer/dryer, stop. Turn around, his wife is in the kitchen with a mug of something hot & glaring at me. I ignore this, walk back into the hallway. Stop for a second, stretch, & hear movement behind me. Turn, Jonathan has joined his wife in the doorway. She's still glaring, he's just watching. Sort of intense kind of way. I turn away, give a wave over my shoulder as I walk back to the loft. , Saturday night. I'm back in time, in a sort of Egyptian/Greco-Roman society. Whatever. Big palace courtyard recieving hall thing, columns & white marble & a huge throne at one end. Sitting on it is a man with a silver circlet, off of which hangs small flat ovals of silver on chains. White robe. Long, loose brown hair. I'm some sort of mystic at the court, very high up. Suddenly there's this HUGE tall sorcerer guy (sort of like Xerces in 300, but without all the jewelery) who comes up to me & starts talking. I'm instantly captivated, & we constantly fool around with magic & such, showing off & trading knowledge. This goes on for a few weeks, dream time, & all the while I'm aware of nobles going about their lives, but I never see them clearly. The king is in the background the whole time, watching me/us. But I don't see him clearly, either. Randomly, one day the sorcerer guy does something... I don't remember what, prolly something bad... & I have to take him out magically. I do so, burn out his psi center basically, he runs from the hall silently screaming. I hear a thud, turn around & the king has fallen off his throne & is lying on the ground. I run to him in a blind panic, turn him over & take his head into my lap- he looks EXACTLY like my friend Luke. COMPLETELY EXACT. I lean over him, terrified in a calm sort of way, & kiss him. I assume some sort of magic energy transfer. Anyway. He opens his eyes, they meet mine, & suddenly I realize that he's loved me the whole time, & I'm in love with him. The end. & Sunday night. This one's the oddest. I'm either a man, or dreaming from the perspective of one. Out in some place like BC, but it's definitely the West Coast of North America. Looking kind of like Brad Pitt in Legends of the Fall. Standing on a hill, looking downwards at a town. Smile in an odd sort of way, head into town. Meet up with a group of Native elders, who make some sort of speech relating to a prophecy and/or my reputation as a semi-supernatural being. The smile again. I apparently need to get to this point across the bay under my own power to meet them by midnight before they'll tell me more. I leave, go back up the mountain. Standing there, one of them comes up behind me after a while. Starts talking about me/my presence... something about a Brotherhood, & special gifts. Don't really remember, but one of those inspirational wise speeches. Pats me on the shoulder, leaves. The odd smile again. Back in town when the sun goes down, I grab onto the back of a bus (one of the ones where the windows open) because I decide it'll be fun to travel that way on the highway until I get to where I need to be. So I smile, grab on. People are pointing & laughing/applauding (at the same time), I grin at them & we continue on. Let go at this bend in the highway, glide (through the air like a plane) to the rocks at the shore. A boat pulls up, the elders talk to me a minute, then they point out a peninsula across the bay & says to meet them there. The smile. I run across the water- not sure if I can walk on it or I'm just too fast, inclined to think the latter- & wait for them there. As I get close, I see it's almost entirely covered in houses. Two story townhouses, all dark red, & kind of crooked. Or something. The very tip is still green, but it's got some playground equipment on it. I stand on that point, the elders come up & join me. They tell me something about it being their land, & needing to get it back because of some arcane reason that's fairly major. Don't know/remember what it was. But it's my job to make things right. The smile. Then I woke up. Now what is my subconscious up to? Most confused about: Why Sam's mom was there, why the king was Luke, & the entire native thing. Wtf.
So yeah... pretty bizarre stuff. I have NO idea what I'll dream next. I was looking at some bondage art earlier tonight, & read a story about sex on the dance floor. Probably not one of my better ideas, that. Shall find some wholesome romance to offset it.
Foof.