Thread: yet another powerful dream.

ok so last night i had a pretty powerful dream... even now 12 hours later i can remember every bit yet i'm incapable of writing it down. i'll give you the break down...

ok last week a kid who i used to play baseball with was killed in a car accident. he had just graduated with my class this year... it shook me a little and made me grateful that i only lost temporary function of my hand. well last night i had a dream that i was back at school. i never really hung out with this kid or his friends but sure enough all his friends were at school. they were sad and all but they were cracking inappropriate jokes about the kid. i let them say what they had to say to me and i moved on. i went to a physics class... or at least it was my physics teacher from 2 years ago teaching the class. i remember sitting in my desk and taking it in. i look up and there's all sorts of sculptures hanging from the ceiling. evil dragons, morbid clowns, skeletons, fat children, and fucked up creatures in general... but i was just awe struck by the craftsmenship of them. i wanted to get one and bring it to my house in california (something i made while lucid one night). i remember wondering if she would let me have one of the sculptures. i asked her but she refused. i pleaded but she just got more and more hostile towards me. i spent a good ten minutes just gazing at these awful yet beautiful creations. i remember looking back from the ceiling and seeing that class was now in a meadow. i look back up and the ceiling was gone... it had taken the art with it. i jump up and scream at the teacher. i want her to tell me where it went. she says that its gone forever (you seeing the similarities yet?). i wont accept it. i run to the edge of the meadow where this mountain has shot out of the ground. i start climbing, wishing i could find the beautiful art. i climb forever but all i find is more mountain... (please tell me you're seeing the powerful symbolism here.) finally i reach a rock face that i cant scale. the rocks look organized... i start to see words in them... this is how i know this was a damn powerful dream... i can remember what the rocks said... they held my friend's epitaph ... they said, "here lies gary. we all knew gary. most didn't know him well though. he played right field on jake's baseball all-stars. we will miss gary."

freaky no? after this i jumped off the mountain and landed in the field where i saw some coyotes tearing my dogs apart. ... damn coyotes... don't worry i gained lucidity long enought to smite the little shits then wake up.