Hey this isn't a dream, I just didn't know where else to put it...
To all you LOTR fans out there...Someone gave me this really funny site to look at, thought I might just pass it on!
http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/living/columnists/dave_barry/5023564.htm
Cheers,
DA!
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Football turned deadly
This was another weird one people. I find myself on a football field facing a corner kick. It seems like I'm the only joker defending against 3 or 4 really tall characters (keep the jokes to a minimum please). I did hold my own though. Any ball that came in was dealt with by me and they just kept comin. Next thing I know the guy taking a corner is staring behind me. At this point I am looking at things the way they appear in those japanese animations. You know what i mean right? Very sharp features on the characters and bright/pure colors. This fellas behind me is saying something sinister and then there is a close up on his nose which starts to bleed. Behind him stands his sidekick holding a small child captive with a knife to her neck. The next thing I know the fella at the corner flag lets loose this wicked looking weapon (sort of shaped like an axe). It flew right by us and landed smack dab on the sidekicks forehead. The blood splattered out super fast (jap anime style) and his head shrunk due to all the blood spraying out. A melee ensued with blood and guts flowing all over the place.
At this point we see on the sidelines these spectators. They bring this large round object to the entrance and say something about unleashing the most deadly human being on the planet. They open the object and this small black fella (dressed in a loin cloth) hops out. He looks as innocent as a small baby goddamit and he's supposed to be the deadliest one of all...anyway, as expected I wake up at that point or just can't remember what happens next.
Ahhh what I would do for a full dream!!!
At this point we see on the sidelines these spectators. They bring this large round object to the entrance and say something about unleashing the most deadly human being on the planet. They open the object and this small black fella (dressed in a loin cloth) hops out. He looks as innocent as a small baby goddamit and he's supposed to be the deadliest one of all...anyway, as expected I wake up at that point or just can't remember what happens next.
Ahhh what I would do for a full dream!!!
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
My Own Personal Music Video!!!
Holy crap people. I just had what appears to be my first music video dream! It was pretty weird actually. I was on this train..actually I was at the back of the train hanging on to the railing for dear life while it was moving at what seemed to be fast forward pace. Sometimes I was there hanging on getting yanked left and right as the train made ninety degree turns at super speed and during others I seemed to be watching the train from behind (sort of like helicopter view) while it was speeding along the tracks. All this time I was listening to this song, "Innocent Man" by Mark Morrisson. Finally the train stopped and I got off supposedly going somewhere cool coz I felt pretty damn happy. I then saw this buddy of mine from boarding school chilling on the train and eating. I kept telling him to join me but he just flat out refused. Woulda kept on going but some jackass from India called me at just that moment (4:45 in the goddamn morning!!) I didn't pick up the phone but my dream was spoiled... thanks jackass... whoever you are!
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Iron Chef??
The last few months I have been dreaming a lot and I sometimes wake up to take a piss and think to myself, man thats a great dream...i must remember it, but then i fall asleep and in the morning I forget....it happens to all of us I guess.
But last night I had a good one. You guys know that I have always been wanting to open an Indian restaurant and all that. I like to cook too. So, last night I had a dream that I was in the Iron Chef competition on Food Network. HA...it was so funny man...I had Amit as my assistant. I dont know why Amit, but he was there. I could feel the excitement, happiness and nervousness before the competition started. But as soon as we started, it was total chaos man....LOL...I was shouting at Amit and he was shouting back at me. We were trying to cook some dishes and for some reason I remember Tandoori chicken with the sauce and I dont know what happened at the end. I didnt cook tandoori chicken for a long time, but labor day weekend I cooked it on Sunday and Sly liked it so much that he told me to cook it again on Monday. I think Ro, Sly and I ate it for lunch and dinner on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Tandoori chicken overdose?? Never!!
Did I win it? I dont know. Dont rememebr the end. I only remember the confusion and chaos and the stress of it all. The feelings were intense though. Normally, I dont get such intense feelings. But this time, I could feel my body tense up with the stress. It seemed very real. Pressure. Stress. Anxiety. I rarely get any of those feelings in day to day life, and so maybe getting them all at once in a short time was too much.
Maybe I will dream about it again. Maybe not. Dont want all that tension.
But last night I had a good one. You guys know that I have always been wanting to open an Indian restaurant and all that. I like to cook too. So, last night I had a dream that I was in the Iron Chef competition on Food Network. HA...it was so funny man...I had Amit as my assistant. I dont know why Amit, but he was there. I could feel the excitement, happiness and nervousness before the competition started. But as soon as we started, it was total chaos man....LOL...I was shouting at Amit and he was shouting back at me. We were trying to cook some dishes and for some reason I remember Tandoori chicken with the sauce and I dont know what happened at the end. I didnt cook tandoori chicken for a long time, but labor day weekend I cooked it on Sunday and Sly liked it so much that he told me to cook it again on Monday. I think Ro, Sly and I ate it for lunch and dinner on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Tandoori chicken overdose?? Never!!
Did I win it? I dont know. Dont rememebr the end. I only remember the confusion and chaos and the stress of it all. The feelings were intense though. Normally, I dont get such intense feelings. But this time, I could feel my body tense up with the stress. It seemed very real. Pressure. Stress. Anxiety. I rarely get any of those feelings in day to day life, and so maybe getting them all at once in a short time was too much.
Maybe I will dream about it again. Maybe not. Dont want all that tension.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
And I don't like it very much...
Last night I went to bed in the worst of moods. I'd just had an aweful argument with a good friend - which I suppose - Partly inspired my subconsicous mind to dream sad dreams, scary though they may be...
So...at like 5 in the morning, I wake up to the sound of something (I still can't figure out what it was) ... like some buildings were being broken down. It sounded like bullet shots at first - and I thought I was dreaming. But then I woke up and realized that the sounds were coming from outside. I was really scared - and then I realized that perhaps I'm just freaking out over construction work. (This wasn't a dream!)
SO I go back to sleep. But this time - I'm freaked out about the noises from the outside...and suddenly it seems like my room is about to eat me. I enter the world of dreams...where nothing too happy seems to be happening either!
...I'm living my happy little life in my happy big university. One night, with no warning whatsoever, the building like 5 metres from my Rez is blown up. Like by a bomb. And it's so conveniently done that I see it just as I'm reaching home one cold random night...I'm freaked out of my wits. There's pieces of this building flying everywhere (in my dream it was a pretty house) ... and the person who was inside - well is fighting with the person who bombed her house. (Ok maybe not - but she's fighting with someone..I just hear voices.) I'm scared, and it's cold outside. I'm shaking all over, and my friend holds my hand and tries to comfort me - Doesn't help. I get scorched with one of the pieces from the house (for some reason it was hot, like the house had been on fire just before or something...Doesn't make sense now, does it?
So the next day, I read the newspaper. The guy who bombed that house claims in the NEWSPAPER that he's going to do the same to one of the residences of my school. And there's so many of them. I wonder which will be next...mine?? He gives the date he's going to bomb it ... 4th October. But in my dream it's the 1st of October (and for some reason in the dream, that day is April fool - not 1st April but 1st October)...Everyone calls it bullshit and a joke...and just ignores it. No one seems to have realized the bombing of the night before. Except me. And my friend. I'm just scared out of my wits. I don't know what to think...I'm just petrified with everything going on around me....
And then after that something scary happened, and that woke me up - but I can't seem to remember it...But it wasn't the best night of funky dreams. Just weirdly disturbing, that's all.
So...at like 5 in the morning, I wake up to the sound of something (I still can't figure out what it was) ... like some buildings were being broken down. It sounded like bullet shots at first - and I thought I was dreaming. But then I woke up and realized that the sounds were coming from outside. I was really scared - and then I realized that perhaps I'm just freaking out over construction work. (This wasn't a dream!)
SO I go back to sleep. But this time - I'm freaked out about the noises from the outside...and suddenly it seems like my room is about to eat me. I enter the world of dreams...where nothing too happy seems to be happening either!
...I'm living my happy little life in my happy big university. One night, with no warning whatsoever, the building like 5 metres from my Rez is blown up. Like by a bomb. And it's so conveniently done that I see it just as I'm reaching home one cold random night...I'm freaked out of my wits. There's pieces of this building flying everywhere (in my dream it was a pretty house) ... and the person who was inside - well is fighting with the person who bombed her house. (Ok maybe not - but she's fighting with someone..I just hear voices.) I'm scared, and it's cold outside. I'm shaking all over, and my friend holds my hand and tries to comfort me - Doesn't help. I get scorched with one of the pieces from the house (for some reason it was hot, like the house had been on fire just before or something...Doesn't make sense now, does it?
So the next day, I read the newspaper. The guy who bombed that house claims in the NEWSPAPER that he's going to do the same to one of the residences of my school. And there's so many of them. I wonder which will be next...mine?? He gives the date he's going to bomb it ... 4th October. But in my dream it's the 1st of October (and for some reason in the dream, that day is April fool - not 1st April but 1st October)...Everyone calls it bullshit and a joke...and just ignores it. No one seems to have realized the bombing of the night before. Except me. And my friend. I'm just scared out of my wits. I don't know what to think...I'm just petrified with everything going on around me....
And then after that something scary happened, and that woke me up - but I can't seem to remember it...But it wasn't the best night of funky dreams. Just weirdly disturbing, that's all.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Oh my god!!!
Oh my GOSH!!! Yesterday ... or actually this morning when I was SUPPOSED TO HAVE woken up and gotten ready for class...I wasn't quite sleeping so I remember this dream...It was some awesome dream straight from a sci-fi movie or book...One I've never watched or read. It had the coolest shit in it...but I can't describe it...I think I'm going to start watching these movies and reading these books...because DAMN it was awesome!!! lol
Monday, September 05, 2005
The complexity of simple dreams!
You dream about what your subconscious mind thinks about, right? (Sorry I might have said this before...but!!!) HOW THE HELL DO YOU CONTROL IT!!!
I had the weirdest dreams last night...and I didn't like them ONE BIT! I mean I can't believe my MIND would think of anything like that!!! 2 insane dreams in one night >>>> Not good....
And those seem to be the ones I always remember!!! And then this morning I wake up extra early ... and its a holiday ... so I conveniently go back to sleep. ANd then, WHen I wake up again, I realize that I had like an awesome dream, BUT I DONT REMEMBER WHAT I DREAMT!!! Like nothing. It was just an awesome dream. That sux!!!
But then again...I wouldn't like to have a dream recorder, because I guess there's a certain beauty in knowing you had a beautiful dream but you can't remember it...like I don't know how to explain it or if anyone thinks the same way, but yeah...It kind of makes me feel like the dream was 2 special to remember...
Ah well, I'll probably have an extra nice day :)
I had the weirdest dreams last night...and I didn't like them ONE BIT! I mean I can't believe my MIND would think of anything like that!!! 2 insane dreams in one night >>>> Not good....
And those seem to be the ones I always remember!!! And then this morning I wake up extra early ... and its a holiday ... so I conveniently go back to sleep. ANd then, WHen I wake up again, I realize that I had like an awesome dream, BUT I DONT REMEMBER WHAT I DREAMT!!! Like nothing. It was just an awesome dream. That sux!!!
But then again...I wouldn't like to have a dream recorder, because I guess there's a certain beauty in knowing you had a beautiful dream but you can't remember it...like I don't know how to explain it or if anyone thinks the same way, but yeah...It kind of makes me feel like the dream was 2 special to remember...
Ah well, I'll probably have an extra nice day :)
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