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    Of Distant Lands and Homely Fiction

    Ready to step into a plane of uncertainty, bliss, horror and amusement?

    My dreams tend to consist of simpler, yet complex ideals. Often times I may find myself on an island or in an amusement park, perhaps with my own mother, or a dragon. Other times I'm right at home, in a dark room with a man wearing a rabbit mask holding a hose while speaking French. There is no predictions when it comes to these dreams, much like many other dreams, though if I might be so inclined to say mine are of a more fantastical, silky flavor.

    Feel free to predict the unpredictable, expect the unexpected, and leave reality at the doorstep into a mansion of strange fortunes.

    1. The First Dream: -An Amusement Park and the Problem with Fast Food-

      by , 03-11-2013 at 09:36 AM (Of Distant Lands and Homely Fiction)
      Part I - The Amusement Park

      I had visited this place more than once in my dreams -- a theme park that looked almost broken judging by the worn brick walls that had a dampened red hint to them and rustic metal that looked almost desperate to be torn down. It was an amusement park of some kind, one that didn't label their rides or have any fancy sideshows or midway game stands. It looked like the shipping dock of a warehouse, and yet it had a more joyous feeling to it.

      It was my mother, my brother and I who took favor to this place. My mother looked the same as ever -- long blonde hair with a boyish face that led just enough femininity to tell she was a mid-aged woman, though me and my brother were of a younger age. Being twins, this would make us 6 or 7 about. Perhaps older, but not younger. We had been searching for a ride, and my mother kept telling how it was my brother's choice because it was his birthday. Thinking of it now, that's ridiculous. Shouldn't it be my birthday, too? We were twins after all, but I went along with it.

      He could decide of a ride, and as we wondered, we found one ride that we had been on in a past dream. In the dream previous, this ride consisted of much darkness, followed by some torches and the occasional spooky jump-scare, yet had all the drops and twirls of a roller coaster. We entered this ride and got in the car that could fit the three of us even with room to spare. There was only one car, and it was a blue, 50's carnival-esque shape. It also had no safety bars or belts, but I assumed this was a safe ride. As the car started to move, we proceeded unto darkness, thus ending the first part of my dream.

      Part II - The Problem with Fast Food

      I woke up at about 7:30-something AM, and didn't feel like staying up, so I didn't. I went right back to sleep, telling myself that I'd only sleep for another hour.

      Near my mother's home, there is a small restaurant called In-N'-Out. It's rather popular on the west-coast for it's cheap prices, excellent fries and horrible waiting times, if you went by car anyways. In this case, my mother and I took a trip by foot to the 50's-themed restaurant, with orders in mind, or so I thought. Instead of going to the ordering window, we went deeper, into the kitchen. My mom said we were in a hurry so I had to order fast, and I did -- large fries and ice cream. My mother ordered likewise. The man in the kitchen -- a young Hispanic man in the employee outfit of red and white, gave us this order, but the ice cream was the star of this order. It came on a cone, and had at least eight scoops on it, towering enough to almost reach the ceiling. My mother gave out a groan of displeased humor, saying that we'd never be able to walk home with a thing like that.

      He leveled the tower of frozen dairy to just one scoop, and we got our fries, and we went on our way.
      We now had to walk home. It was sunset; the sky a blistering, hellish red with darkening clouds scattered in lines along the horizon like platforms in the sky. My mother was complaining about the heat, though I for one found it to be a very mild temperature. The ice cream agreed with my mother, though. Only five minutes since we left the place and they were starting to turn into a colored liquid. I did my best to hurry and slurp it up, and I did, my blond-haired mother apologizing to me that we couldn't get home sooner as we walked into the sunset, idly nibbling onto our fries. We never made it home before I woke again, almost precisely an hour later.

      Notes:

      Both of these dreams included my mother.
      Her personality was rather different from that in real life. She's actually rather excited and playful, while in this she was worried and seemed stressed.
      This is the third time I've been to the amusement part in my dreams. I've noticed no specific pattern with real life occurrences that induces the setting.
      The In-N'-Out restaurant as well as the area around it was stunningly accurate to real life.

      Interpretation:

      Perhaps my mother is stressed or worried. I have taken notice of a change in her average personality as of late.
      In-N'-Out might represent my increase in food consumption.
      My brother's birthday could represent an imminent event with him soon. I'll keep track of that.

      Updated 03-12-2013 at 05:09 AM by 61757

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      non-lucid , dream fragment