dreaming...

i just had the carizest dream... its 3 am so please excuse the misspellings. im writing it all down now in hopes of going to sleep andhaving it all comeback. so here we go...

it's dark out. im going to a party with sasha and vinny. theres load music at the party and thats all i really remember. the setting changes from a party to my front yerd. its still dark, but now its raining. im doing something in the front yard like moving cars around wehen my mom calls to me that my boxers are clean. im wearing tighty whities, something i havnt done since elementry schoool. i go in and put on a fresh new pair of white boxers. i come out and put a cd in my dads truck and turn it up realll load. it's mozart's fur elise. its so vivid! then i see that across the street theres a big wall that was never there before. on top of the wall are two babies. theyre to young to be walking but they are. i reconize these babies as my sons, or maybe my brothers. all ii know is that i care for them. they start to fall off the wall, but i dont run to catch them. after they fall i run up to help. the littleer of the two is drying and the other one is visibly upset. i grab both of them up in my arms and take them back to the work trailer. i set them on the tool box. i keep kissing the babies on the face. saying im sorry for not helping when i could have. the feel of the babies skin is SO VIVID! its great ive never had more than one sense in a dream before this! and now i can smell something! its a dirty diaper! this is where the dream takes a weird turn. the babies can talk! the younger of the two (poseser of the dirty diaper) starts talking to me, but i dont understand him, its some weird language. i cant find the tabs to take off his diaper so i grab a knife form the trailer. the babiy grabs to knife from me and says, "dont worry chap, i got it from here" he turns on his stomach and cuts his belly open. i big grey hair ball thing falls on the ground, the baby then turns over with a big hole in his sstomach. hes not in any visible pain. he continues talking to me while i stair into his wound. its all black and stringy in there. thats all i remember...


wow i hope this helped. im off todream world again... wish me luck!

Holy...

Are you curious as to what, if anything, it may mean?

Weird!
Do you own any cats? I'm just wondering where the hairball came from...

yes i would like to knwo what it means. it didnt really freak me out because it seemed to help the child not hurt him. --yes i have 1 cat. a cat that i dislike very much, im more of a dog person.

and damn, that dream didnt come back to me... but a less morbid one did. it was acctually pretty cool and vivid. ill post that monday afternoon as its 6am now and i kinda want to get another half hour of sleep for finals in the morning. :roll:

i think its also important that you know when i said "the litteer of the two was drying," i meant crying, not drying, nor dying. so everything that was physically wrong with the baby was self inflicted.

im at home watching tv. dad wants to change the channel. something looks weird about the display. its a little different. i give the remote to dad and leave. i leave to deliver a package to some people. they live in a cul-de-sac. i find the house and enter. i walk into the bedroom. in the bedroom its a sad scene. there's a mother laid out in a bed with bandages all over her, she's in a coma. her son is right next to her in a neck brace. he looks up with real piercing eyes, then his mom shoots up looking me straight in the face. she's screaming, "is billy okay? JOHN!" i gather that they were in a car accident and this was the last thing she was thinking. her husband must be john and the son billy. i leave the package in the room and get out of the house. outside i notice a white mini truck with someone in it. they get out with a package and enter the house i just left. two people in a white honda accord pull up. i immediately get a bad feeling about them. the guy is tall and handsome, the girl is gorgeous. i don't know why, but i ask them for a ride to my dorm. the guy goes inside the house and the wife gives me some roller blades. she puts hers on. we roller blade down to a pier and up the concrete strip. the strip slowly turns into a mall, the mall into the hallway of my dorm. some of the people we pass i recognize, some i don't. the gorgeous lady talks about killing people like this for a living. i suspect that her and the husband are responsible for car accident that crippled billy and his mom. we stop at a door in the hallway. its my room. the girl leaves and i enter the room. David, Buddy, Michael, and some asian guy i don't know are in the room. Michael says that he bought me a 6 foot bong. i don't believe him. but on the bed there's a giant green bong. so i run next door and open a big white cooler full of weed. i bring a ziplock full of weed back to the room. but the room has changed now, it looks a lot like my parent's room. Michael is going through my mom's drawers. he pulls out some rolling papers. i forget about the bong and start rolling a joint. i get to thinking that i should eat the joint, not smoke it. i get to thinking that it wouldn't be very tasty so i add some beef, beans, salsa, and guacamole to it... its not a joint anymore its a chipotle burro. i eat it, that's the end.

the dream started out pretty serious but then got all weird at the end... this always seems to happen. :(