VenusDreamer

In the world I was in, many animals seemed to have equal intelligence to humans, and they were just as important in our day-to-day lives. In fact, many animals were able to talk. This was something like an "end of the world."

There was something wrong with my dog Romeo, but it was unclear what. I tried to feed him very big, juicy berries, but he wouldn't eat them--because he's a dog, of course. There was an elephant (?) beside him though, lounging there, and he said that he had never understood why some animals are so mean to each other, when they're almost always in the same boat. He and I talked some towards the end of the dream.

I remember thinking about how in the Bible it says that God loves humans above all else and I considered saying that to the elephant I was speaking with, but decided not to because that would have been very rude and horrible. I wondered if God loved those animals equally in this world, since it was clear they seemed to be of a higher intelligence.

It was the last day of high school, and we all had had a week-long break before hand (or perhaps it was two or three weeks). Everyone needed to find their home rooms, and once the bell rang a final exam would be administered. Because we had been gone for so long (and at my school we only went to home room three or four times a school year), I was having trouble remembering where mine was. I looked into one and seen Jacob C. and Metal, and decided to give it a shot. The man that was the teacher called role--I remember that Metal was making a reverse list of sorts, because he was hoping that that was my home room after all, and so every name that was called, he'd write it down. Finally the man was done and when I realized that he definitely hadn't called me, I got up to find another room.

The bell hadn't rung yet, which was just my good luck. Standing in the hall way were a couple of other teachers, and with them was a mobile table of sorts that carried all of the tests. One of them tried to go ahead and give me my examination, but I told them that I needed to find my home room first. I could tell that they weren't pleased, but they told me to hurry and didn't ask any more questions. ("They" were a bit shorter than me, older, and had white hair, but I can't remember what their gender was supposed to be, or anything else about them, really.)

Mrs. Tear's class was just right across the hall, so I stopped there first. Everyone was already seated, so I went straight to her desk and asked her if I was on her roll call; she checked, told me I was, handed me my test, and so I sat down and did it. It was difficult.

After that, I was driving to college with my mom. At some point she pointed out that the people in front of us were having car troubles (I can't remember what with), and so I rolled down my window and asked them what was wrong, if there was anything that we would be able to do. I then just got out of the car and conversed with them. We were getting along well, but then their little boy asked me if I could go ahead and leave. I agreed and when I turned around I seen that there was a car behind us, waiting for me to move. I rushed in, told the people goodbye, and then drove away.

Once we got to the college, it was my mom who was needing to take a test. It was a very short thing, but I needed to help her a bit. The last question either had to do with my dad, or her answer had to do with it. She didn't like the test-makers, because she felt that they were too intrusive in her personal life.

Finally we're back home, and I can fly through things! I float through walls and through people--floating through people is a bit more difficult, though, because I have to first will myself to be invisible before I do it. I remember laying down on the couch in the living room for a time before getting back up again.

Okay, I was married to someone (Jasper? I'm not sure), and some other woman was trying to come between our marriage. She was beautiful, but I don't remember much from her appearance except that she had blonde curls. For some reason it was "required" that she come and live with us, stay at our vacation homes, etc.--so we let her, even though I knew what she was up to. I can't remember if my husband was suspicious or not, but I did my best to keep a close watch on her.

So, we went to a vacation resort. Perhaps that place was an island, I'm not sure, but there was a lot of land and water, and several pathways that clearly hadn't been explored. To try to paint a clearer picture, there was the town that everyone (local and vacationer) stayed at, but you could go into the woods of the town to have a real adventure. If you went far enough in the woods you would come to a clearing of sorts, and then you would be able to walk through the field, left or right, and look at several other pathways.

At some point my husband and I, when exploring that field, realized that the other woman was nowhere near us. We--and especially he--became worried that she had gotten lost in one of the other pathways and was injured or dead. We began looking for her, and he almost went through one of the pathways before I stopped him. I told him that it would be better for us if we actually went to the town first, so that we could check the places that she probably was, before we started checking place where we don't even know she had gone near.

So, we followed the field along until we came more to the town's western end. I remember that the post office was just to our left, and I decided that we should check their first. Almost as soon as we opened the door is when we seen her, holding a letter that would go off to someone. My husband and I were both relieved, and we stopped to talk to her a bit.

Then the three of us went to a party. There was a new thing that kept going around, that people with different sun signs were able to enjoy different sweets that were catered to them especially. It was revealed that the woman was a journalist, and so at the party she was talking to people about that, and about their food. One Scorpio woman told her that they were "very traditional" when it came to their food--in other words, every year at that party they would bring their links, their burgers, their cake, their French fries, and every year they would not care at all about anything else (and in any case, you could tell that woman didn't like the idea of "Scorpio cookies").

I sat down and thought about the poverty of the town we were in, and also our own poverty that my husband and I lived in.

When the party was over, the three of us left.

Maybe the dream just skipped forward into the future, or maybe I just can't remember, but suddenly my husband and I were trapped in a small dark room--possibly even a closet. It was clear that she had done this, and neither of us were able to figure out how to get out. The point of view switched from first person to third person, went out the door and down the hallway. As the POV was travelling I noticed wires upon wires, with a few machines here and there. The hall almost looked like a cave (but I was pretty sure we weren't in a cave). Finally, after a considerable distance, the woman was there, as was another man. They were wearing all black and were discussing my husband's and my demise. I can't remember exactly why they were going to kill us--either it was for our money (what money) or because they were assassins and it was their job to. Either way, she had not been able to "come between our marriage" like she had wanted to.

My friend had a very old dog, a wiener, and he was talking to me about him. He said that it had been around right before the 90s ever hit, and when they did it was supposed to have "meant something" because the dog was meant to be alive in the 90s? In the dream, I guess having that dog was a lot like having a video game, and that's how he treated it. I remember that he acted as if though the doggy was connected to Friends.

He got it into his head that he wanted to get his old dog out and have a spin on it, and so he went and found it and brought it back outside. He handed the dog to me and I did my best. He was skeptical as we first began our walk, and I suppose he had a reason to because almost immediately I did something that nearly hurt the dog, or "messed" the dog up.

So Jasper then wanted to tie his pet up--and somehow that was going to let him walk with us? apparently. He was trying to hold the dog and his dog house on one end, and I was holding the rope (that was already connected to his pet) on the other end. For some reason I had to keep swinging the rope and I had to get the dog to jump through it, but it was a very hard thing to do. I also had to do the same thing to myself, and I remember waiting until the word "Gemini" popped into my head before I jumped. I missed.

That's when he stopped me and told me that some random man he had never even met before had started talking about my dad, and how he had died. It was something about how when he had fallen, the entire bed had lifted into the air (it's not how you're picturing it: imagine you're sitting on one end of a wobbly bed, and the further you get to the end, the opposing end rises due to your weight). I didn't understand how the man Jasper was talking about could have known that, nor what he was talking about in the first place, nor why it mattered, but it definitely mattered to Jasper. He said that "of course he believed me over some dude he had never even met," and he kept acting as if though this was something that I needed to watch out for, and that if I wasn't careful with the jumping-into-the-rope then I was going to die like my dad did, or I was going to accidentally hurt the animal as well. I was completely confused!

A friend (I think they were just a dream character, but they might have been Taylor) and I had skipped the past two days in one of our college classes. We were heading there then, and she had a drawing that she had done; it had a whole lot of purple in it, and I think that her hair was purple as well. Before we got to the class one of our classmates caught us and told us that the professor had been wondering where we had been. He had made jokes about where his "girlfriend" was (that was my friend) on the first day, and then on the second day when we were gone he actually started to get worried.

For the past two nights I've made the mistake of charging my phone while sleeping, which has caused me to sleep past my alarms (and also only remember certain parts of my dreams). But here they are anyway:

June 12: There was something about an extremely racist man on a television show about coyotes. Also, I was living with an older man who was possibly my big brother, and my tenth grade history class did come up once or twice.

June 13: I was in a large building that was possibly someone's mansion. I remember that I was cleaning their sink.

There was an evil man who lived in town, and Jasper and I both knew it. We seemed to be a part of a super hero team (he was even wearing a cape!) and were trying to get him so that we could kill him. He lived in a mansion and had at least two daughters (once of which was closer to our age, and the other was a younger girl who was probably seven or eight years old. The older daughter knew how terrible her father was and at some point in the dream was even with us in the car, plotting. The younger daughter was also with us . . . but I don't remember how (or when) she got in there.

The dad stepped out: he was wearing white clothes and had a full head of blond hair. It was raining and night time and he was yelling so much, but we weren't afraid (because fuck yeah super heroes). The older daughter disappeared and we were worried because she might be in there with her father, and who knows what he would do to her if he knew that she had changed her alliances?

So we were left with the younger girl, who clearly did not grasp the gravity of the situation and did not seem to fully understand just how bad of a person her dad was. It was terrible!

I remember I was in the back seat with her, trying to take care of her, while Jasper was the one trying to man the wheel. The girl started complaining that she was hungry, and she did so so much that we were about ready to give in. "We don't have the money for that," said Jasper.

"You have to have the money," she said. "It's not right if you don't. I want to go somewhere."

"And where do you want to go?" he asked, weary.

"Rat-E-Cheese."

"That place is expensive. It'll wipe out our bank card. Will that do it for you?"

She seemed to take the hint because she sat down in an odd angle in the car seat and didn't say anything for a couple of moments. Then, when Jasper and I thought she was done, she said, "Yeah, that'll do it though!"

We decided that we did need to feed her somehow or another. Jasper knew where Rat-E-Cheese was and set off. We were talking about our battle plans when, half-way through, we realized that the girl was no longer with us. We thought that she might have been re-captured by her father, or even that she had fallen out of the car door. We inherently knew that she was safe for the moment, though, and kept going until we could find a place where we could turn around, and while we were doing so we used that time to keep talking about battle plans.

"We don't need to tell that girl what her father is, though," said Jasper.

"I know, that would be shitty." I was thinking about all of the times my mom had talked so badly about my own dad to me. I knew "what he was" then, but it was nonetheless distressing hearing it come from her. I wondered what we were going to do when we actually broke into the mansion. I pictured killing him beside his fireplace by chopping off his head, and then finding the little girl afterwards and trying to explain that she was going to be living with us from now on. Even in my head that didn't sound like it was going to go down well.

We passed Rat-E-Cheese before we were able to turn around, and when we did I realized that it was just a knock-off version of Chuck-E-Cheese (even "Chuck-E," which was painted on the building, was just a more realistic rat). I told Jasper that it was a good thing we didn't take her to that place anyway, because we could do better.

Myself and someone else (Jasper? Mama?) was at the laundry mat at night. The people I was with had started watching a movie on the TVs, and another guy with darkish hair seemed to take a liking to me and was "chatting me up," or . . . something like that. I think he was holding my hand? And at some point I told him something and he said that I didn't have to do this or that just to impress him(?), and I remember thinking that he had the wrong idea entirely.

There was also a part where I looked up Romeo's birth chart. . . .

There was a knock on the back door and I went to check it. A tall girl with dark skin, unruly hair, and a green tank top stood there. She introduced herself as Jade. Jade told me about her life some: about how she suffered from trauma from something in her past, and a bit about her friends. Since she was being so open I felt close to her and wanted to invite her in, but I needed to first warn Mama that we would have company.

I went to the living room. She was sitting on the couch, waiting for me. I stood in front of her, and as I was telling her about Jade I seen that the back door was ajar, and a boy was peeking through it. I went back there again and opened the door wider so that I could see who it was and discovered that it was Jade and her friends. They all came in then without me actually telling them it was okay. As they all walked passed me I told them that they could really only stay for ten minutes, because Mama and I were going to go to the park.

I sat down beside her on the couch. There were snacks on the top of it and I grabbed a little wrapper that said Double Stuffed Oreos (dream-me is smart), and then woke up.

I had a lucid dream! I didn't even realize when I first woke up, and there's not much I can remember (which sucks, but ah well )! I do remember that, towards the end I was trying to get to Cole, because I need to talk to him. I flew up in the air and kept going, hoping to reach a point where I could be instantly transported to a DC-version of Cole. Once I got far enough I impulsively asked the dream to show me something amazing, closed my eyes, and when I opened them up again I was barreling through a giant mapped-out version of our solar system, passing Neptune and Uranus as I went.

The beginning of the dream featured my best friend Jasper as an actor of a comedy movie. I didn't think that the movie was very good, because you could tell that it was cheaply made and very crude. I don't remember much about it, except I do remember that Jasper puked everywhere in one seen, and that he was wearing a red plaid shirt--and his hair was different. Made to fit the part of the silly environment.

After Mama and I watched the movie, I went to a school. I'm not exactly sure what I was doing there, but there were a lot of kids that kept teasing me and touching me. I tried to just shake it off, but it was becoming very frustrating (though, I will note that I don't remember it making me sad or embarrassed). There was one little kid that came up and hugged me. I could tell that he had a bit of a little boy crush.

Then it seemed to be early in the next day, and my dad was trying to get my attention. For whatever reason I didn't want to talk to him, and so instead I ran out the back door. I remember thinking that I was running pretty fast and that that was a good thing. I ran to the direction of the other half of the trailer park, except the area in the dream was more forest-like. I climbed up a tree by using a ladder that was leaned against it and came to a sort of boxed-in opening, and crawled through. I crawled all the way to the back and sat, with my heart beating fast and feeling the exhilaration of running away. It was still very early in the morning, so I didn't have to deal with any of the neighborhood kids. When looking out I was able to see the tree across from me that had a hole in it just like the one I was in. There was also the head and shoulders of a young woman with long brown hair and a green shirt that seemed to be painted on the wall of the opposing tree.

As I was looking at the painting, the neighborhood monkey joined me in the tree. It had a red shirt and blue jeans on, and looked a bit cartoonish. It came to light that my life was a children's television show, and at the end a bunch of children that I couldn't see were singing about how the monkey had mayonnaise.

I was in love with some guy who was a Libra. In the dream Ivory (who is dead) kept popping up into my thoughts, and I was vaguely jealous because I believed that if she was there the Libra dude would end up falling in love with her (the dream logic was because they were both Air signs).

At night my mom and I were talking about going to buy new shirts the following day. We were outside at night, sitting on the stairs. I couldn't help but think that there was an invisible wedge between us, because she didn't know that I was in love, but for some reason I couldn't tell her. As we were talking I became paranoid that people were listening in, so I walked back inside and she followed. Just as I was about to close the door the orange cat that looks like Crookshanks (my mom's cat in real life) strolled in. I was surprised to see that its eye was messed up, just like Crookshanks', and checked my mom's room to see if the cat that just walked in was Crookshanks after all. It wasn't. After a moment of looking at the two I realized that opposite eyes were missing.