Beaches and bugs

I find myself on this beautiful beach with a shit load of people and i mean a shit load.....as far as the eye can see! Didn't know a single person in reality but in the dream it's like we all knew each other. It was kinda strange. Next thing you know there are these fuckin big ass black ass bugs! I know I know bugs again, but what to do? Anyway the bugs were flying around and freaking everybody out. It was madness I tell you! Madness!! Now of course we are all the victims or saviours or geniuses in our dreams right so I being the only genius on the beach out of thousands (hehe) figure out that the way to defeat these monstrous motherfuckers is to use hot water. Yep! Hot water baby! So here I am with a bucket of hot water splashing it all over the place and saving thousands and thousands of people from the horror of getting bitten by bugs!!

My name is Amit but you can call me SuperBugSmasherKillerCrusherMusherMan......

Falling falling......

I had a weird short dream... a whole bunch of us (don't know the rest of them) went on this sort of trek under some heavy duty mountains in the jungle somewhere... that was the straightforward part... we did our thing and came out. The scary part was the climb up the hill. It was one steep ass sonofabitch! You could pretty much call it a cliff actually and it was about 100 feet high so very high and very steep and the only way to get up it was this very very narrow escalator type stairway (it wasn't moving but it looked like an escalator). Not only was it narrow, it was also pretty banged up... most of the stairs were either broken or also very steeply angled so it was treacherous as hell to say the least. Anyway, there were hundreds of us climbing up this stairway together and holding on to the railings for dear life. I was just reaching the top when the fellow in front of me seemed to drift off the steps and onto the rock face at the very top on the edge... he then swayed back and forth and on and on and finally lost out to gravity. It was pretty weird and scary watching him falling and bouncing off the rock face while doing it. Now I am not afraid of heights at all but watching the slow fall and the soft thud when he landed was some freaky shit. I nearly lost my balance at that time then I woke up. Now I'm sure this dream doesn't have any deeper hidden meaning but it was pretty wild just the same.

Guns don't kill people...

...People who dream of guns kill people.

There we were, four of us...in a basement parking lot. Well lit area...but not a car in the lot. And a couple of us (can't really remember if I was one) were security guards. And we were just joking and killing time, as we're wont to do. And suddenly, the dream took a turn for the bizzare. Guns appeared. Nothing violent really...they just showed up and we decided to use them and take a few shots against the far wall of the lot. And the guns...my God...the guns looked like something out of Quake or Doom...huge things with every imaginable projectile/arsenal...semi-automatic, rocket launcher, grenade launcher, you-name-it-I've-got-it all rolled into one. And then, it was my turn. So, I stepped up, and decided to try the grenade launcher attachment/part/whatever. Being the first one, no one really said anything to me...just "be careful." So, I held it up...got comfortable...took aim at a spot on the far wall...and pulled the trigger. "Cha-ching" went the gun with a somewhat deep voice, being a grenade launcher and all...out popped the grenade...flew straight to the wall...and hit the target.

Then...then the dream got interesting. After hitting the target, the grenade rebounded all the way back to me. It hit me on the shoulder, and dropped right next to me. A little dazed because of the radical change of events, and because I was just curious to see what happened next, I stood there staring down at the grenade...rubbing the spot on my shoulder where it hit me. Then in a sudden flash of brilliance, I realized what could happen, and I took a couple of steps towards the nearest pillar and dove behind it... a la Last Action Hero. Didn't think much of it at the time...as soon as I woke up, rather. But then, it dawned on me. In life, I'm very prone to just saying "What the hell" and doing something without giving it a second thought. This is very different from the kind of person that I normally am...the reserved, calculated person who likes to analyze and re-analyze situations/scenarios etc. to death, before finally going out there and doing something about it. And, when I do jump into something, whether individually or in a group, I usually end up being the first one to do it and to make the 'classic' blunder which may or may not be talked about for years to come. So, why did I do that again with a grenade launcher? Or, is the significance of the dream that I was a security guard in a basement parking lot?

Control your Dream??

This has happened to me a few times...I want to know if it has happened to any of you guys too.

Have you ever had a dream about something that you were thinking about a lot and you somehow started dreaming about it and then tried to control the dream. I mean you told the dream to show you what you wanted to see! It has happened to me before but I don't remember the dreams anymore. But here is a fresh one from last night.

For the past week Sly and I have been checking out this lady across from our balcony in the hotel room. I guess she's visiting Hawaii with her boyfriend. She comes out of the rest room butt naked all the time. Sly saw it the other day and by the time I got to the binoculars, it was too late. So you know, I'm curios(as we all are) too and I wanted to see what Sly saw. By the way he also said he saw a couple doing it in one of the other rooms some time ago. Damn!! So here I was washing dishes in our kitchen and I look to the hotel and I see the girl coming out of the shower. My animal instincts took over and I shouted to Sly and brother Ro to come check it out. I turned off the kitchen light and looked through the binoculars....DAMN!!! I finally saw her naked. She was butt naked standing in the room fixing her hair. She had BIG tities all standing up(the guy was just laying in bed watching TV). So she spent her time fixing her hair and didn't do anything to cover herself up...not even draw the curtains or anything...its as if she didn't care if anyone was watching. After a while she went back into the restroom and that's it we stopped watching.

The crazy part comes here. After watching I said something like, damn what if they start doing it right there? We would get a free live show....that would be crazy!!! That's exactly what happened in my dream. I saw maybe a minute of it....everyone else in the hotel was asleep and all the other lights were off except this girl's room. I dreamt I was going to the restroom and I happened to look out my window cos I saw some movement and lo and behold....those two were going at it. I was thinking damn...what if they come out to the balcony and did it there? That's exactly what happened...the next scene was the guy was doing her doggy style while she was holding on to the the railing in the balcony! I could see her boobies hanging and they were just going at it...wild I tell you!!

Now the content of this dream is sexual...but the thing I am talking about is controlling or suggesting content in your dreams. Think it and you can dream it??

I know I have opened myself up to some questions from you guys...so I will answer the obvious ones right now...Yes, I did get a boner! Yes, I do need to get laid...soon!

Death

A couple of nights ago, I had a pretty heavy dream. Even during the day after I woke up I went back to it a couple of times, which I seldom do.

A good friend of mine, someone I've known for a long time, died in my dream. All the characters in the dreams were of current age, and this person was/is under 30, so still relatively young. However, he died, in the dream, almost unexpectedly. I don't remember how, but I think it was from some illness.

And all I remember was that in the dream instead of feeling sad for losing a friend or compassion for his family, I had a heavy feeling of guilt, so intense that it was weighing me down.

To be shot.....

I don't think I have ever been shot in my dream so this is a first. Of course when you're hangin out in the ghetto what do you expect? I found myself on the sidewalk talking to a supposed friend of mine... some ghetto lookin dude. There were a couple of dudes hangin around and they didn't seem to happy with our presence there. I could tell by the way they were cussing the shit out of us everytime they passed by...hehe.
After a while we decided to move on and of course at that moment the chase began. We bolted around the corner and there was this fence with leaves all over it shielding us from them or so I thought. Next thing I know a shot was fired and I felt a sharp stab in my lower back. I still wasn't sure till I felt back and saw blood on my fingers. Surprisingly it didn't hurt that much but was still uncomfortable as hell.
Anyway, we managed to get out of the ghetto alive and found ourselves on this block full of college students. There was some huge party going on and my friends, the girls were in full flow!! So so many fine ladies partying away looking all friendly and inviting and shit, and here I was with a fuckin bullet in my back feeling like shit! I couldn't join in the festivities unfortunately as that piece of lead needed to be removed asap, so all I could do was walk on by. Sad ending to the dream so I woke up....
Hope some of you had better dreams.

More bits and pieces...

Ok, where was I? Right... here we are in what seems like China in the old days... dunno what the old days are but it felt like the old days anyway. And of course we are chinese... I've never been chinese in my dream before so it was pretty cool. We were speaking english though which kinda sucked. Anyway, it seemed like we were on a mission and needed some recruits from this small village. Of course the villagers didn't want them to go so we had to kill the recruits.
We didn't actually kill the recruits but made it seem that way so the villagers would think them dead and let go. They were actually alive and well and joined us in our quest....where that quest led to i have no idea coz either i blacked out or moved on to my next dream.....
Ok next dream... this was a bit freaky. We were sort of a clean up crew in this huge ass warehouse. It was pitch black and quite freaky coz there were shit load of boxes and shit we had to walk between. The freaky thing was that we were not clearing up boxes but................insects!!!!!
There were shit load of dead giant insects hanging around on cobwebs. I mean they were huuuuge! As big as rats man! Remember the ones in Indiana Jones? These suckas were triple those bad boys. That coupled with the fact that you couldn't see shit till you shone your flashlight directly on it made for one freaky ass dream! Before shit could get serious I think I woke up or moved onto something else or simply don't remember....sorry people but my service provider been fuckin up lately. Not getting full dreams these days. Gotta switch i think.

A bit of nostalgia...

A bit of a dream that I had last night...and an even smaller bit that I remember. It deals with friends...people I haven't seen in over 7 years. Well, that was the first part of it...what's with these soap opera dreams I tell you!

So, I'm in a room, and it seems like a lunch...a reunion of sorts. But it's not really a reunion, because I don't recognize anyone there. However, and rather oddly enough, I happen to be able to converse with people about my friends from school because they seem to know them...somehow. And during the course of the conversation I ask about a really close friend of mine...who I haven't heard from in about as long...and who I haven't really kept in touch with for that long...and the thing is that he's married and has 10 kids. So, in my dream, and being my usual cynical and obnoxious self, I sputter; sputtering in sheer disregard for this friend, and because of the number 10. But the people I'm conversing with, still can't recognize them, insist that it makes sense because some of the children are his from a previous marriage, and when he tied the knot again there were his new wife's kids too. Damn. And with a rather abrupt ending I found myself in part two.

The people in part two were more recent, in terms of when I knew them. So, we're at this friend's house, and we're waiting outside his apartment. As he opens the door I recognize the face, but "Oh my God!" I think. "What's he done to his hair?" But, it has been a few years, and people change...so it's all good. Turns out he's turned into some kind of rockstar...there's a poster of him and his band on the wall...and I recognize the members of the 'crew'. His crew consists of his girlfriend and a couple of other people I vaguely remember. And that was that. The "we" in this dream I can't really remember, either...but I'm pretty sure I didn't know the person I was with. Oh shit...wait a minute! It was Handa!!! And guess who had a haircut. Damn....sorry, it doesn't help to have to deal with sudden changes like that in a dream.

After waking up, I realized that the people in the 'poster' were all people we used to hang out with in Hawaii...oh, when I say 'all' I mean the two 'other' people in the poster. As for the first dream, I didn't know what to make of it. Wierd and rather inconsequential me thinks.

Fish out of water...

Check out this dream I had. Maybe its not even a dream. It was actually more like a snippet or a very short dream. It could have been a vision or left over brain farts after a long night.

It was totally black everywhere and then I saw two glasses with water in them and a little gold fish was swimming in one glass. The fish jumped out of the glass and fell into the second glass. In the second glass it started having some kind of convulsions and shit and was as if it were struggling to breathe. It was jerking around and slamming against the sides of the glass violently.

That was it. That whole dream took about maybe less than a minute. I didnt see the fish dead or anything. It just ended like that.

Freaky?? Yep!!

Boarding school and basketball

Ok here is the latest bits and pieces dream I had... It takes me alllllllllllll the way back to boarding school!! Yep boarding school in the beautiful himalayan mountains. And it seems I took back a mountain with me!! Will explain.....
I find myself back in school as a student and we get some interesting visitors!! None other than Shaquille O'neal and some of his basketball colleagues. It was crazy man! We guys were pretty much separated from the rest of the world up there. Only communication we had was letters we would send twice a month or something like that. No phone calls at all! So you can imagine how funky it was that these heroes showed up and starting jamming in our gym. There were other players but I can't remember them at the moment. I only remember Shaqfoo.
Sorry fellas but thas about all i can remember at the time.... My silly dog started barking and woke my up mid dream as well so everything got fucked up during the night.
Now ro, I don't wanna become Shaq or a little girl or anything like that you hyea??? :)

A wierd one...way back in the day...

Before I begin, I'd just like to say that although Ro did talk about how dreams are usually wierd, I did think the title was a bit redundant. But, having said that, I just thought that I'd talk about a dream that I recalled...especially after the "Vin Diesel" dream (but he's not in this one).

This was about 2 or 3 years ago...and the crazy thing was that now that I think about it, it was actually quite freaky! So there I was, sleeping on the couch in the apartment on Ohua Ave. as usual. Again, I think I had an open-eye session. Well, there I was, eyes half open, and dreaming...it was a series of dreams...I remember the first one kind of vividly, the second one not so vividly, and the last one not at all...but there was one common element in all of them. There was an insignia...and for the life of me, while I was in the three different scenarios, I couldn't figure out what it was.

The first scenario began with a rather dark night. There were torches ablaze to provide the people present with light, and the overall scene seemed to be from something out of The Gladiator. No, no Russell Crowe (sorry to disappoint), but it was the soldiers, who were assembled in splendid outfits who I first noticed. Crisp military suits with a slightly teal-ish hue to them, polished shoes, and all dressed up and at the ready. More like a parade...or a 'showing/presenting of the guard' type thing. I was a participant in the dream and there were people who'd come up to me, salute, and carry out whatever orders I gave them...except I couldn't make out what I was saying to them, or what they were asking/telling me. As I paced up to an opening in the formation, I was approached by two more soldiers. Suddenly, as the conversation got underway, the perspective changed. I was now directly above them...bird's eye view. And, they all seemed to be standing on some kind of logo/insignia. It was like a scene straight out of WWII...just before the Fuhrer came out to address his audience. But I couldn't figure out the insignia...and then I moved into the second scene.

The second scenario, I vaguely remember, but it seemed to be some kind of super secret underground lair. Again, and since Amit mentioned Vin Diesel I've been tying these scenes to movies I've seen. Well, for all intents and purposes, the scene was like the one in True Lies, where Arnold and Tom (Arnold...sheesh) walk into an innocuous-looking building and wind up in the middle of some kick-ass high-tech military installation...headed by Charlton Heston!!! Anyway, a similar scene ensued with unintelligible conversations and all that, and again the perspective change...followed by the same insignia...exactly the same!!! Like the first dream, or scenario, I couldn't figure out the insignia. I wasn't sure if it was a familiar one that I'd seen before, or if it was totally made up.

Thinking about the insignia after I opened my eyes the following day (opened them fully, mind you) I was amazed/shocked/horrified/confused/astounded/.... It was, in fact, an insignia that I was quite familiar with. In fact, during the second scenario, I was wondering why the insignia looked a little out of place...you know, everyone in black or grey suits, spotless, white walls, etc. And, there was this insignia with a whole lot of color...looking serene, yet menacing, yet somehow comforting and soothing. As I gazed on the wall, there was a wall hanging...one of the ones that Rishi had brought with him from Delhi. It was an extremely colorful one with splashes of all hues and shades combined into one psychedelic masterpiece, and it had a large symbol at its center - Om. For the rest of that day I was thoroughly perplexed, wondering about whether or not it meant something, or was it just a random assortment of things that came up and manifested themselves in this way. Damn...pretty intense I thought. And the most important thing for me to figure out, or so I thought, was how this symbol, this divine and all encompassing symbol featured itself in the Fuhrer-like dream...or in any of them for that matter.

Part 1, 2 and 3!!

Hey people... last night I had a funky one but again I only remember small parts of it. There was something very interesting though which prompted me to post it anyway. The main man in the dream (or should i say mind's movie) was none other than Vin Diesel!! hehe Anyway, the people (I was an observer of the dream rather than a participant) lived in a world that suddenly turned into the ice ages overnight. Unfortunately I don't remember much but Vin saved the day. I remember only him and a little baby girl.
Later on during the night (I assume) I had a similar dream with Vin again saving the day but this time the girl was slightly older and the third time she was even older. The last time he saved them (the third time I should say) she then asked him if he remembered her, to which he replied in the negative. She then went on to say how she remembered him and how he saved them before.
It was pretty strange. If any of you have seen Alien vs Predator, the ending where they were fighting outside in the snow was the setting of the dreams. It's so frustrating not being able to remember the rest of the dreams coz I am sure they woulda been so interesting!
Damn!!

Delayed Reaction

Man, I had a totally weird dream 2 nights ago.

Before I get into the dream, let me take you back to reality a few years ago.

My good friend Mike D, who now lives in Manila, used to study at HPU the same time that I used to as well. Now, he was quite an NBA junkie. When I came to Hawaii so many years ago, I was a football (soccer) junkie. Of course, on the ever so wordly American TV, they harldy showed any international football. Mike D and I would hang out quite often and were even roommates for a certain period of time. So, due to the lack of good quality international football, I was subjected to the bloody NBA. I felt so repressed (I had issues I tell you). NBA this NBA that...gaddamit....I felt I couldn't express myself through football and of course, after a while, I had a point to prove (oh jeez...how infantile I tell u...haha). I wanted to show Mike D that football was a worldly, more passionate sport...for the masses...the universal language (excluding US) and the the NBA was just an extension of American pop culture. Well, I got to my senses after a while and let it go.

So, 2 nights ago, in a deep slumber, this story took place:I was chilling in Ghana living a regular life, and playing football among other things. Ghana is a football crazy country. So, Mike D decides to come to Ghana to pay me a visit. I was quite thrilled that I would get to introduce him to the place where I grew up....and....I could introduce him to the culture of football....haha. So, we went to a football park where there some fellas already playing and I told him to get in there in join them. He started heading the ball, and practising, getting into the groove of the game....the brainwashing was beginning. I decided to take a walk and leave him to join the game with the lads. Then after my short stroll, I returned to the park to check things out, only to be shocked. The football park had been transformed into a basketball court. Oh no....and istead of everyone engaging in a game of using their feet to kick the ball, they were bloody throwing the ball into hoops. WTF????I don't recall what happened after that. I think the disappointment (in my dream that is) actually stopped the dream....weirdness.

Another musing...

Hey, here's another crazy one that I used to have on and off. Actually, the wierd thing was that I had it quite often, and quite close together before I had the 'series of seizures'. Another cranial crack...like I really needed one...he he he. But anyway, getting back to the dream...it was really wierd. I say this because when I had them my eyes were open. I was pretty conscious of what was happening and I know I was looking around and stuff. Here's how they usually happened... I'd half open my eyes because I was slowly waking up...usually in the middle of the night or at around 3am...and then I'd suddenly feel very scared...terrified, like there was someone standing right next to me and looking down at me with the intention of hurting me. The terror used to grip my entire body...so much so that even when I tried to utter a squeak or scream I was unable to. My entire body wracked by some kind of paralysis, I wouldn't be able to move a limb...not even to try and free the hand that was choking me. And then, after about a couple of minutes the hand would let go...and the body would relax. Still being awake, I'd get up immediately and either get up to get a glass of water, or turn around and cover my head...like I was 4 years old and thought that the monsters under my bed would get me. Crazy stuff, because I know that my eyes were open and although there wasn't anyone there choking me physically, the feeling of being choked was too intense and realistic. The worst part about it was feeling helpless...like you were going to die and couldn't even call out to anyone to help...or at least to come look. I used to wonder if they were some sort of 'mini' seizures...kind of like a precursor to the main event. But, they haven't happened since...well, not in the last couple of years anyway.


On that note, let me tell you a story that one of my dad's friend's talked about...:

Two of my dad's friends went to another friend's house. Unfortunately, it started raining and never let up, so they were forced to spend the night there. So, they slept in the friend's house, on the double bed in his guest bedroom. Sometime during the middle of the night, one of the friends (let's call him friend number 1), who hadn't been getting much sleep and who was tossing and turning noticed that the other friend was muttering something. This 'other' friend (or friend number 2) used to be an athlete and was pretty solidly built. All of a sudden, friend number 2 turned around, in his sleep, placed one muscular palm on friend number 1's throat and began to sqeeuze...hard! He he he...imagine what it must've been like for poor friend number 1...he couldn't shout for help, and sure as hell couldn't try and wrestle himself out of the 'death grip' of friend number 2. Struggling for dear life, and his life flashing before his eyes, friend number 1 got ready to say his last prayer...when as suddenly as he had grabbed his neck, friend number 2 let go, muttered something else, turned around and started snoring. After the near death experience, friend number 1 promptly grabbed his pillow and picked a spot on the floor for the rest of the night.

A Physical Experience?

Has anyone ever had a dream that ended in a surprising physical reaction...and for all those of you who're of the 'one-track' thinking variety, don't. Just don't. I'm referring to a kind of dream that I have once in a while, where I'm falling. The falling part is ok...it's usually preceded by some floating around or someone making me float around against my will. But it's the falling down that gets to me. When I land, and open my eyes, it feels like I've actually fallen. I can feel the bed bouncing/wobbling as if I've just jumped on it or something. It's a crazy feeling, and it really messes with your mind as soon as you wake up because you're wondering about if you'd gotten up during the dream and just fallen back, or whether its just some amazing feature of the body (kind of like a skill you didn't know you had...again, for the one-trackers, don't!) that is able to send shockwaves through your limbs, so that when you wake up your bed is shaking. I don't know if this has happened to any of you...but if it has please share...or if you know why this happens and the 'scientific' explanation behind it then that would be nice too.

Dreaming...

Lately I have been stressed out with work and the uncertainty of living in Hawaii for much longer. I have been thinking of what would happen if I left Hawaii for good and went back to Singapore or India. Would my friends there still remember me and still value my friendship after all these years of minimal contact? These thoughts have taken over my mind for the last month or two. Some say that your dreams can sometimes take hints from your daily life and your dreams will help in sorting out your thoughts. Others say that dreams are left over thoughts and ideas in your mind that are put together by your mind to make up a story. Sometimes I feel that if you make a conscious effort you can dream about whatever you want. I think that can happen after you have taught yourself the mechanics of dreaming and how your individual mind works. Try it sometime. Amit think about more Sci-Fi stuff and read more Sci-Fi and you will dream more Sci-Fi. You must admit that you are a Sci-Fi buff and you like reading it, watching it, and also play Sci-Fi games. So, naturally your dreams take on the Sci-Fi channel.

Anyway, back to my dream. So, like I said earlier, dreams take after what your mind has been thinking about in day to day happenings. I was wondering what I was gonna do if I left and went back to Singapore, although I have no interest in going back there, I would rather go back to India. So, here I was walking around in Downtown in Singapore and I see a group of my friends smoking, yes they were all smokers (just when I don't want to be in a smoke filled environment, my dreams send me there anyway...). I go up to them and they were all surprised to see me because they didn't know I was back there. They were very happy to see me after all these years. We talked about general stuff and then they were talking about business and they were having some problem with a mailing machine that they had just bought and was critical to their business. They had all setup this business together and were doing very well, but now they had their biggest problem. They needed to get this machine working right away or they were gonna loose a lot of money. So here I was, I told them I had worked with mailing machines before and maybe I should take a look at it. They were surprised and relieved at the same time. So we went up to their office and I looked at the machine and started reading the manual and tried using it and voila...it worked. They were all so happy and now they could get back to their business and make a lot of money. Right after that was when I woke up and the dream was over...

I was thinking about my dream all last week and it has so many similarities to my life a couple of years ago. A few years ago I was in the same mind set as I am now....thinking the same things. I was out of school and I didn't have a job and no money...I was thinking about how I was gonna stay in Hawaii, I may have to leave and go home or something. And right at that time, a friend of mine (and ex boss) had a problem with a machine at his office - his business server - and his business depended on that server to work. He asked me to help and I fixed his problem for him once and then twice again, and then advised him to upgrade his machine because the problem would keep coming back. He offered me a job right then and although it was not a high paying job, it paid my bills for then and eventually became a full time, ok paying job.

So, I am a little perplexed right now. Did my mind give me this dream to console myself and ease my stress? Or am I just having this dream because I am thinking similar thoughts as I did back then? Or is it possible that both these situations are real and are moulding my life somehow? Could it be that my mind is telling me that If i left Hawaii, i would get a job easily? I do think that if a person tried his absolute hardest he will definitely get a job no matter where he is. Could this thinking be responsible for this dream? I definitely want to know what you guys think and don't spare me anything...Of course, if anyone of you has a job for me, email me and I will gladly entertain it, hehe!!

- + - Lavi - + -
Hawaii Now...

Brave Dreamers!!!

You guys are having some crazy dreams man. Good Job with the Poetry Rohin. Like it!! Anyway I think its very brave of everyone here to let others delve into their minds eye. Dreams can be very personal in nature. Let's do it...

Lavi

A Dream is a Dream is a...

A Dream is a Dream

At times there are none,
And at times there are many.
But on one stormy night,
My dreams were a plenty.

It all began,
On a mountainous peak
In a far off land,
Where the antelope speak.

Good day to you sir,
Said a cheery fella.
His shaded coat shone
In the brilliant weather.

Hello, My name is...
No need for that sir.
In this great land,
We are all the same fur.

We see you are different,
But that matters not.
Can I offer you some water,
For this day, she is hot.

What a curious creature
I thought to myself.
So hospitable and gentle.
And so willing to help.

I say, what is this land
And where are its people.
Well sir, they're all gone,
And now I, its keeper.

A keeper you say?
Why whatever do you do?
I look after these mountains,
And now there is you.

But I am not here,
This is all in my head!
Indeed you are right sir,
But this life you might've led.

When? Where? How and why?
This land is a dream, a figment
Of wandering thoughts; a lie.
Please explain what it is that you meant.

Alright good sir, I shall do my best.
But don't let my words cause you any pain.
This isn't a battle, war, or a test.
There's nothing to lose, and everything to gain.

In your head, sir, a jumble of thoughts
This dream is a reality, in a new and different world.
You came to me, and so, therefore
Remember not why you came, but who you are.

This beautiful land, its wondrous peaks,
Your mind is the gateway, what you act on is real.
So in this land, where the antelope speak,
You are a guest and master any day of the week.

But this power that you have, do not misuse.
For the land, though a figment, is really you.
Your life is a puzzle, and this land your views
About yourself and others like you.

Sleep soundly good sir, for when you awake,
You may not recall, all that we've said.
Constantly wondering about why and what-for,
Don't let that ruin the life that you've led.

(Sorry attempt at poetry...even worse when you think that I had the time to do this at work! On the bright side, however, I'm getting paid for this...hahahaha (laughing all the way to the bank))

-Rohin

Queer Dreams

For those of you who are straight, have you ever had a 'queer' dream? I have and I vaguely remember 2 of such dreams. I'm not gonna go into details, so don't ask.

The 2 dreams that I remember are separated by a time frame of several years but the most recent one was just a while ago.

After I woke up, I just lay there thinking why I would have such a dream but I didn't resist it. It was more of a curiosity.

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Recurring dreams...

I'm sure most people have a particular dream that happens over and over again. I do too... but mine is very hard to describe. Mine is about something chasing me. But this 'something' is very hard to describe. The whole setting is very dark... like in an indoor maze or something. The thing that is chasing me is not something alive, it's more like an entity than anything actually. Usually in the form of a giant black boulder. Not the kind in Indiana Jones mind you... a boulder with a life of it's own that just keeps stalking me. You can feel the evil in it and the power is juggernaut like. Of course it never catches me but it is some pretty scary shit... Haven't had it in a while though.

Dream within a dream....

Have you ever had a dream where you actually fall asleep in your dream itself? That happened to me once..... Can't remember what I dreamed about in the dream within my dream but it was pretty interesting. Have you ever been a woman in your dream? (If you are a guy that is). That has never happened to me before but I know some of you are freaky mofos that way. You never know...

Dreams past......

I had a dream...about a year ago actually but it stuck in my head and hopefully you will see why.
It begins (or should i say continues) with me floating in this sort of huge rectangular chamber open at both ends. One end pointing to space and the other back to earth. Now I hear this voice that asks me a question. Basically the question was "Will you marry ---------------- and be allowed back on earth or will you say no and be banished out to space?" (Sorry, cannot say the name as it will cause unnecessary gossip and speculation.
Anyway, my answer was "no", so I was released and felt myself dropping into space. What started as me dropping turned into me flying out into space farther and farther away from earth.
Now at this point I actually thought to myself, "Holy shit I'm dreaming!!! I better remember this shit." Don't think I said 'shit' but sounds like something I would say no?
Anyway I was zipping through our solar system going past the outer planets one by one, then eventually left our solar system altogether!!
I was now entering other galaxies and boy did I see some weird ass shit!! I saw planets of funky funky colors and shapes. There was this orangish looking planet which is not so odd but the planet was square shaped! The ends were curved though insted of sharp. I saw red planets, yellow ones, all sorts!! Hell I even flew past a few spaceships as well but can't remember well enough to describe them.
Any of you dreaming yet? No? Good, then you're still awake.
Alrighty, I'm still flying when I come to what seems like the end of the known universe! You know how scenes transform from one scene to another mid dream right? Well this end of the universe I reached turned out to be a sort of lake with a wooden platform bang in the middle of it. On this platform was a table and two chairs. I land on the platform and who do I see sitting on the other side of the table?!?! A little green alien!!! So I sit across the little bugger and he puts a shot glass filled with some green jelloish liquid on the table. (Don't get excited avi). He then says to me, "Drink this and all questions you have will be answered".

You getting excited yet??

Well don't, coz just when I was drinking the damn thing my alarm went off and woke me up!!! I nearly threw the damn clock right out the window!!! What woulda been messed up is if I did drink it and all my questions got answered but I wake up and forget it all!!! What do ya think would be worse? Knowing and forgetting or not knowing at all??

Today was a weird one...

I can't remember it too vividly but here goes...

I had a dream.... well part of a dream anyway. We were going on a journey to god knows where when we came across the bodies of people we had known and who had died on the way. Well some of them were dead anyway. They were half buried in huge piles of sand with heads sticking out here and limbs sticking out there. Their eyes were open and the lenses were all white and unseeing. We had to climb over those mounds of sand as there was no other way so we had to make our way over the bodies, stepping on limbs and faces along the way. What a sight that was, but all I remember feeling in the dream was sadness.

One of the faces I walked by happened to be the face of a friend of mine from college, Mike Rodriguez and the odd thing was that his eyelids were opening and closing rapidly but I didn't think much of it at the time.
As we were walking I saw more people with rapidly moving eyelids and they actually woke up!! So i yelled out "Hey some are alive!! Look for others back there!" Unfortunately not all were still alive but a few did wake up. They started forming a line at a tap to wash all that sand off themseleves and there was Mike standing in line ready to wash up. Who then should walk up and stand behind him? None other than Amit Sikand!!! He's another friend from college by the way. They then start chatting like nothing happened.

I woke up at this point already late for work but I made a point writing this down before getting ready. It was only part of the dream but I can't remember the rest. Very weird dream though.

I wish we could record our dreams and watch them again when we wake up... that would be something else huh? Later on I will write down dreams I had ages ago that stuck with me over the years.

Please feel free to write down your dreams no matter what they are!! (This should be good...)

Dreams....A Haiku

Dreams are an escape,
from the harsh reality.
I'll dream forever.

by
Amit Dhawan