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Balloon Car?

I was driving down a street somewhere, felt like i was on my way to work...I pulled up infront of a large building with a big proch with pillars on either side of the door, i got out of my car and a guy ran out and said, you can bring those here..and he pointed over my shoulder, i turned around and my car was absolutely covered with multi colorored balloons, couldnt even see the car...so i went back to the car and start pulling balloons off and releasing them...they would disappeasr and reappeasr under the porch roof....when i was done, i went up on the porch and started grabbing the balloons and releasing them..some would float away like normal, some would bounce away, a couple fell to the ground like they were made of lead... some turned into clouds of littel birds as i released them...the guy started handing me balloons and i would turn around and release them... all of a sudden he handed me a vw beetle body..full sized! it was floating in his hand like a balloon..i grabbed it and noticed there were no seats or engine or anything..just body and doors..he said "see if you can make something of that!" and i responded, "cool! i was hopig it would come back!"


dream shifted


department store in field, dressed up poodle?


i was in my kitchen and heard a commotion in the back yard, so i went outside and walked to the back fence...there was a miniature gate in the fence that i dont seem to rmemeber being there...i saw peope either running and jumping or dancing in the field ont he other side of the fence..my neighbors house was no longer there...why i didnt become lucid at this point i dont know...i opened the small gate and had to crawl through it...when i stood up, there was racks of clothing, and counters, and a place they measure and cut fabric spread out allover the field..i started walking towards a driveway on the other sideof the field and when i got there, a lady walking a standard poodle was walking in..the dog was wearing the exact same clothing and hairdo..or wig i guess as the lady.. a way out of proportion cleopatra type wig..poor dog ..she said something to me as shew walked by, she had a gravely southern accent, kind of like the chick on the closer......i didnt catch what she said so i turned around to ask her to repeat, but she was gone...i walked over to a counter where a lady was measuring and cutting and folding and rolling fabric..she said to me, wheni apporached.."its never what you expect! bolts! bolts! bolts! bolts!" woke up.....

Good morning everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. But my memory of both is a little fuzzy. I took some NyQuil last night because I have a cold.

Dream #1

I had just gotten off a plane. I got into an old, baby blue VW Beetle, which was in something like an underground parking lot. I'm not sure exactly what I did in the Beetle, because I didn't move the car.

I walked up into some kind of terminal corridor at the airport. There were very few people around. The place looked old and dim. I walked though this terminal and into another parking garage.

I was walking through this parking garage as if I were just going to walk straight out of the airport. But then I remembered that I had a car in this parking garage, and that I needed to drive it home. It was actually my mom's car. It was a Cadillac, like from the 1970s.

I turned around and walked back in the direction I had come from. I may have been able to see back into the terminal, which may now have looked like a big, empty living room with a big concession stand in it.

I found the Cadillac parked so it faced a concrete wall. I got in and began to pull it out of the parking space. I figured this would be a fine car to drive back to my mom's house.

But then I remembered that I already had my mom's other car, the VW Beetle, parked in the parking garage on the other side of the airport and way underground.

I stopped the Cadillac, trying to figure which car I should drive back to my mom's house. I hated the Beetle. But it was my mom's car, and I would have to bring it back to her. I couldn't figure out how I could get both cars home. I also couldn't figure out how I'd gotten both cars here in the first place.

I pulled the car back into the parking space. Something about that action felt so good that I did it again and again. I couldn't quite get the car between the lines of the parking space.

I began imagining myself as a businessman from the 1970s: a tall, white, handsome man with blue eyes, a silly kind of permed hair-do, and a full but well-trimmed beard. The man's hair was brown but greying a little. The man wore a very slim grey suit with a pale blue shirt.

Dream #2

A man and woman in their 40s or 50s were trying to escape from some group of people. The man and woman ended up in a room in a building like a mansion. In this room, you would perform some kind of ritual and it would do something like make you immortal.

The man had gotten the woman to undergo this ritual before the people had come. The view had been from outside the room, so I couldn't see what had happened inside the room.

Now it was like everything had started all over again. The man and the woman went to a few different places. Then they ended up being pursued by people who didn't want them to do the ritual.

The man and woman were on the run. They were back at the mansion. They stood inside a dim, wood-walled room. They were trying to unlock and open a huge, heavy wood door. There was a feeling of urgency, as if the people pursuing the man and woman could be here at any moment. The lights in the room were flickering on and off, as if it were thundering inside.

Finally the man and woman got the door open. Beyond the door there was a lot of flashing. I was really curious what this whole thing was about, and I didn't want this "movie view" from outside the room. I really wanted to see what happened in the room.

I now identified with the man. I was him. I stood in the room. The room was wide and square, and it was almost entirely taken up by a strange pool. The pool seemed to be filled with clouds rather than liquid. The clouds may also have been flashing, as if with lightning. I now understood that this pool was some kind of portal to another dimension.

The man and woman knew the people were coming. So they had to jump in the pool. The man/I decided to go first this time. I jumped out really far and did some kind of twirling diver move.

I began descending through the clouds. There was white light and a calm, but almost electric, feeling all around me.