I had some really complex dreams last night, some of these were the same dream, but I’m not sure how they transitioned so I’m counting them as two dreams, some transitioned with a false awakening.
Well Hello, Clarice
I was Clarice Starling doing work on a FBI case with a baby bear, a dozen Apple TVs, and Dr. Lecter. He was straight out with the clues to break the case, but knew something about Clarice that she had blocked out or forgotten. He kept telling her that the answer was in the lyrics. So when he made his escape he grabbed the last Apple TV, with the song he was referring to loaded onto it and ran.
Clarice was right behind me (I was Lecter now,) so at the turn to my road I gently set down the Apple TV and then kept running. I looked back to find that she had stopped chasing me and was looking at the device instead.
Now two other grad students were going through the lab with everything missing. I was one of them. Right away they noticed the missing bear and Apple TVs, but I was the first to realize in horror that Hannibal was also gone. I grabbed a knife, thinking he might still be there and the other guy did the same.
“If he wanted to kill us we’d already be dead,” I said, knowing how smart he was. I watched the two students leave the lab to find the bear cub roaming around outside. It scared them because they knew that the mother was bound to be around and they were right. It attacked the one on the left and slaughtered him, slashing at him and even pulling out on of his eyes.
Mirror Fishies
Now I was invited to Barbara Streisand’s private aquarium. Catherine Zeta Jones was also there, she was a cop and thought that she might be up to something with the fish. On the way down we watched some really cool fish. I remember having this dream before, but I can’t recall when, it’s not in my dream journal.
At the bottom the first fish that caught my eyes was a pack of them that were so shiny that the school of them at the surface was literally acting as a mirror. Others were swimming vertically, I asked why, but don’t remember the answer.
Ryan and Quicktime
My cousin Ryan had come to visit, I think his wife too, but I don’t remember. Anyway, I was driving home and I noticed my father at Koles and asked if he wanted to play racquetball at the YMCA. He said no, but now I did so I turned around, without stopping and headed in that direction, pissed off at him.
The roads were slippery and I slid all over the place. I was watching my Mac, I was worried that iSquint was letter-boxing my movies in conversion and would be unwatch-able on my new Apple TV. I was running a test to see if Quicktime was faster and all of a sudden one of three movies started to really fly. It was American Pie. I don’t remember much else except for driving through the plaza which had about a foot of water over it.
Amanda Wants Sex
Amanda is in my bedroom at my old house and wants to have sex. She keeps grabbing, rubbing, and kissing my crotch and gets in 69 position with our clothes on trying to entice me, but I want to sleep.
I decide to tease her and take off my shirt for her. She thinks I’m giving in, but I grab my pillow, shove it between my legs and lay back down.
Then I get up and look out the window. I know that I don’t live there anymore and marvel as to how much has changed and how much has stayed the same. There is a green car in the back and a two story fort that my brother and I had build. I real life none of that was there, but in my dream apparently it always was.
The yard had since become pebbles so that people could park and drive on it and the neighbour’s house was now gone and a number of houses had gone up on their property.
Amish Quarral
Me and some friend ended up in a very redneck area, they were almost Amish, but only because they were poor, it was still the twenty first century. We had gotten into a fight with a butcher and one of us (probably me) had killed him. I don’t know if it was this dream or not, but I remember sword fighting.
The butcher had a friend, who was now after us and was very smart. We kept trying to get away and he kept finding us, until we decided to kill him. We now hunted him, but he kept evading us.
We finally found him at some kind of fair or redneck get-together. We could take out three assholes with one shot, but then one of their mother’s says hi, she doesn’t know that we are trying to kill him. The guy with the gun puts a pumpkin around the end of the barrel to hide it and we chat.
The woman asks one of the guys I’m with what he wants for X-mas and he says a sweater. He is being funny because that’s all she had ever given him, but she was too country-bred to get it and said that she would do it. He then patted her on the back and sent her on her way.
The guy with the gun pulled it up to find the pumpkin and the shell missing. Someone had told us that the guy had told them to tell us that he was in the barn and was carrying a big pumpkin.
He sent four horses after us, but we were goo with horses and tamed them, they then turned into dogs at a dog show and three golden retrievers had one all three places.
Valerie is Hurt
This might have been part of the pervious dream because there were a lot of similarities, but I had gotten Jacque a job at some kind of mill. It was blue collar work, but was something. I took her there, dropping her off and picking up Val.
I find Val and pull her away from there, but she tells me to let go of her hand. She tried to hail a cab, but I tell her that she doesn’t need to because we have a car down the road. We wait for a break in the traffic and try to cross, but she goes to early and runs into the last car before the break.
I pick her up and rush her to the car and drive like hell, telling the people in the car that I’m gonna keep driving so they had better get the directions right. We were going to the hospital, we also had someone chasing us, I think it was the butcher’s friend.
It was rainy and there was this weird brownish goop on the windshield that wouldn’t go away no matter how much I used the wipers. It was difficult to see and I was all over the road. It was slippery too.
Betrayal
I show up at an Indian area with a ton of stuff, barrels of it and it takes three carts to carry all of it. I was trying to “civilize” them and get them to practice some religion, probably christianity. They had agreed and I used a key that someone had given me to open a locker in the school that we were now in.
It was a complicated locking system, but it opened and inside was nothing but another key, which was for another locker, but also a note telling me that the man that we were trying to kill in the previous dream was on the fourth floor.
I made my way down the stairs and saw that one of my friends had betrayed me and was now with the man, or else he was now his son. They were tormenting someone else, but I couldn’t see who. I was in the process or writing the whole thing down on my dream notes.
I might have been repeating this dream, I kind of recall having the dream twice, but it might have been my imagination. I dive up a few flights as they look around, having heard me a bit. I stay low, continuing to write.
False Awakening
I wake up in my bedroom and grab the dream notes that I have next to my bed. I recount the entire experience of the previous three dreams. I get to the end and then I wake up for real, some what pissed off that I now had to re-write it all.
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