Carnival Drive

So this is an odd one.

It's several hours since I've been awake so the details of this dream are a bit sketchy.

I remember being at some sort of public amusement venue. It feels like an Aquarium. I'm with one of Andrea's uncles (Brian) and his two friends. Brian is taking us home. He tells us to get in his car so we can go home. His car happens to be a Pontiac Grand Am. This is the car that Andrea owned in real life before we purchased the new car. I remember wanting to make the comment but I never do, that this car is way cleaner than how Andrea used to keep hers.

I seem to remember having a hard time getting out of the parking lot. A lot of back and forth until we get to the gates. The location is a bit weird. It feels like the country. I see a lot of open space by the road side. It reminds me of the countryside from Smallville as seen in the Superman films, not the TV show.

I'm in the passenger side front seat with Brian driving. His friends are in the back seat.

As we're driving we keep running into blocked off roads. Apparently there was some crazy storm and there is massive flooding all around. I remember reaching a bridge that has been destroyed. We're stopped at the edge of the drop off and its surrounded by water. There are cars behind us honking. And every few seconds you can see cars going full speed into the water. I remember seeing a jeep and a semi truck just plunge into the water. Its crystal clear and I can see the vehicles driving around completely submerged as if just below the service there is no water. Even though we can see the cars moving freely underwater we do not choose to follow them. Somehow we are able to hop across the bridge... or maybe we find another way around. I cant remember to well.

I think we try to follow the semi actually. As if we backed up off the bridge, and then veered off to the side of the bridge and went down and under it. We eventually come up to a bunch of cars that are trying to negotiate down a one way street. It feels like a parking lot. And somehow we end up in a Carnival. I see people walking around and there are rides and lights all around us. We are still in the car though. And it seems important for us to just keep going trying to get home. We aren't driving through the carnival though. We are trying to drive over it. There is a wooden walkway or something that goes over a few of the carnival game buildings. As we are driving we notice that we are running out of space on the left and ride side. Somehow we are now driving over houses. Or sides of houses towards the backyards. We're definitely on roof tops. And our goal is just to get off the rooftops and onto the street. Eventually we are on like a shed and we are just one more backyard away from the street but there is a chimney blocking out path. I finally get out of the car trying to figure out how we will get down off the roof top. Should we just hit the gas and hope the car will hold up against the fall? I notice the gates are locked. Cause I feel even if we get off the shed roof, how will we get out of the backyard? Then I think why didn't we just drive through the carnival, surely there would have been a front gate we could have driven out of.

I just remembered there was also a part of the dream where I am back in my mom's house in Queens. And I'm in the basement. Only this is before it was remodeled. And even before I lived in the basement cause I think it belongs to my brother. It is late, like passed midnight. And him and his friends are pulling into the driveway. I remember that it is his old friends that he is with. Theres a movie playing on the TV. I'm in his room but he isn't upset. (Thinking now, this reminds me of the one time I was hanging out in my brothers room and I think I was playing Starcraft or Warcraft, and him and his friends go out to do something, and several hours later at like 3am they all come back and I haven't moved an inch, I'm still playing the same video game. I remember Luis saying HOLY CRAP YOU'RE STILL PLAYING!". That was real.) I don't remember too much of this part of the dream. I kinda remember there being 3 rooms in the basement. And I'm alone and I want to go to sleep but the basement is unfinished. Just concrete. I open a door to this closet and there is a bed in there, but the walls. There is something wrong with the walls. They dont come all the way down. There is a foot of open space between the floor and the walls. And I'm scared to sleep on the bed cause bugs and rats can come out from the gap. There is another room that is connected to the closet and I look in there and there are more beds. And its dark and the floor is still this unfinished basement floor. And I'm still too afraid of rats or bugs to use these beds.

That's all I remember.

It was weird.

$1,381.1 Million and some vegetarian named Tyriq

So I just woke up and I have a very short memory of the dream I had.

There's a part of the dream where I am talking with someone who I think I identify as Blizshouter. Even though I've never met him and I have no idea how he looks, for some reason I think its him. Blizshouter is a Starcraft 2 webcaster who does commentary on Starcraft 2 video games.

So I'm with Blizshouter and we are interviewing in person, George Lucas. I want to say its George Lucas but he kinda looks like Kevin Smith when I think back to him. Or it could have been Bill Gates. Actually now that I'm thinking back its possible that it wasn't any of them because something makes me think that the celebrity was already dead. As we are talking to this celebrity we start discussing a poster we have of him. And I think its a charity poster for the Children's Hospital of Chicago. And we get onto the subject of "hey why don't you sign it? and we can sell it to raise money for the charity!". And for some reason this person, didn't understand why his signature would make a poster more valuable. I remember us saying "yeah normally this poster may not be worth anything, but with your signature on it we could probably sell it for $10,000!". That's why I kinda have this feeling like the celebrity is dead. Like someone who died before they achieved fame. Like an artist or something. But then again I kinda want to say it was Bill Gates because on the poster, there were these charity goals that the hospital was trying to meet. The very first level was written on the corner and as the celebrity is signing he is having an assistant or someone write out a check. And bam wouldn't you know it, he writes out a check for $1,381,100. It was like, I don't care if you are about to reach the first level or no where near the first level, but here, now you are at the first level.

Anyways, I don't remember how I got from this part of the dream to the next part.

In the second part of the dream that I remember, I am part of what I can only describe as the A TEAM. I'm not sure who I am, but I kinda feel like I could be FACE. But in this dream, Hannibal, is kind of a jerk. I remember that we have arrived at some wedding that we're suppose to be at and I'm rolling a pretty big roller luggage down this brick walk way. And we are about to get set up. In this piece of luggage I'm suppose to have all my clothing and gear. There might be weapons and stuff involved. Anyways as we are walking I'm talking to the Hannibal character about the money he owes me. Cause for whatever reason I never got paid for the last job and I still haven't got paid for this job. When we finally get to where we're going to set up someone asks the question "where is Murdock?". And then this is where I get this bad feeling about my suitcase. Somehow I just know. So I put down my suitcase and open it up. And of course what do i see, no clothes, no weapons, but Murdock. He had stowaway-ed in my luggage to avoid having to pay for an airplane ticket or something. So I'm pissed cause now I don't have my clothes, and I'm suppose to be wearing a tuxedo. And I don't have my weapons or gear. Hannibal though hands me a backpack and says here, just use this. So I think there is a Tux in the backpack. But I bring up the money situation again. And Hannibal says something like "oh I guess you don't want this money then" and then he reaches into the backpack that he just gave me and takes out a few bands of $100 bills that were stuffed in there. I don't remember what I say next but I eventually go into a nearby bathroom to change into the Tux.

As I'm in the bathroom, somehow I feel like we are now running late. And all the sudden I know that the event we are at is a Wedding for my friends Judy and Steve. (Whom in real life are already married, but I'm pretty sure its their wedding) Anyways, while I'm changing I can hear my friend Ethan's voice outside asking "where is don?". And they all tell him I'm changing in the bathroom. So I hear Ethan call out to me and he is talking to me about this guy named Tyreeq. or Tyriq. Not sure how to spell it but it sounds like TY-REEEK. (I dont know a Tyreek in real life) Anyways this name strikes up a memory as if Ethan and I have discussed an issue with Tyreek before and the discussion is an old one that was stupid and unimportant, but for some reason still concerns Ethan. I should say that Tyreek is not a friend of the wedded couple, in fact I want to say he is the invited male guest of one of our female friends. And he is a bit of an asshole. I want to say that the girl that invited him got into a fight and they are not talking to each other at this point. Anyways, Ethan's issue is that Tyreek is a vegetarian and the food for the wedding doesn't have a vegetarian option. So Ethan says "Tyreek just said if there's no vegetarian food he's just going to leave". And so I open the door and I yell at Ethan "DUDE no one fucking cares about Tyreek, Judy and Steve don't give a shit about him and neither does his date! IF he wants to leave cause theres no vegetarian food then fuck him. There's a fucking salad bar! If he can't make do with that then tell him to go already!".

I'm not sure if the dream lasts much longer than that because I'm awake now and that's the last thing I remember happening in the dream.

Haven't written about a dream in a long time.

So might as well put something down before i completely forget it.

Crap its gone.... what the hell was it about?

something..... there was a hallway.....

Oh ok wait no there was a car. And I think it was like a Winnebago. I think my mom was driving it. And we were trying to get away? From something. Hmmm nope kinda lost it.

Ah well nevermind. I'll write down my next dream for sure.

zombie dream

I had a zombie dream

There was a part about a car. Driving a car. And I watched as another car ran off the side of the road and flipped over

Then I was back in that house where I had a zombie dream before. My mother was there and that guy who is in Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles but used to be on 90210. He was tough as nails.

There was a part of the house that turned out to be almost mansion sized that we were trying to block off from our side. I'd say we were in the east wing. I think summer glow was there but I think she was serenity summer not terminator summer. Once we got organized we were able to dispatch the zombies on the property rather quickly. I specifically remember watching summer stand by a garbage bin as zombie after zombie approached her. She would deftly remove them of any weapon if they held something in their hands and then she would proceed to snap their necks one right after the other, slowly building a pile of weapons and bodies. I don't think I even so much as raised a hand to fight or defend any zombies in the incursion.

After all the zombies had been cleared, Brian Austin Green, gets everyone together to go outside of the mansion grounds and I forget what happens next.

The Giant Gray Haired Monster

I dreamt I was part of a team of ... monster... slayers? Maybe slayers, but no slaying actually took place. Andrea was on the team too.

We were in my apartment, except the apartment was huge. No it wasn't the apartment that was different in size, it was us. We were very tiny. Like the size of mice, maybe smaller. We were on a mission to capture a monster. Only it wasn't really a monster. It was Lina, our cat. Only thing is, because we were so small, Lina was giant.

We slowly began to hunt for the Giant Gray Haired Lina. While tracking the Giant Cat, we found out that Lina was not the only monster in the apartment. There was also a Giant Black Bat. A good amount of the dream time was spent watching the Giant Gray Haired Lina fight the Giant Black Bat.

The dream ended when we tried to grab on to Lina and ride her like a horse.

WEird.

Investigative Dreaming? - 8.16-17

I had a very odd dream last night. Because of the heat, sometime in the night I moved into the living room to sleep in the air conditioning.

Most dreams I have are usually comprised of several story lines that, though are sometimes unrelated, seem to easily flow into each other. Instead of using the words "story line" though, I like to call the different segments of my dreams, "dreamlines".

The first dreamline that I can recall from last night are really just images, perhaps photographs, that tell a story of a horrific murder of a mother and two children. The mother though, was only kin to one of the children, a daughter. Both were white. The other child was a boy and was black. The photographs showed the three of them brutally beaten and repeatedly stabbed to death. The murderer though was never revealed to me or to my knowledge was ever brought to justice.

From the photographs, the dream moves onto another dreamline that brings me outside of a two story apartment complex. The apartment building resembles an outdoor motel more than it does an apartment. All the doors of the residents face an open air courtyard. The building wraps around the courtyard in a U shape. Maybe its located in California somewhere. It is dusk, and the sunlight seems to be muted by clouds. I find myself standing on the second level walk way. I am holding a video camera and am recording the actions of two people standing outside of an apartment door. I don't know these two people in real life, but within the dream we are coworkers. Though I don't believe I completely understand what I am doing or why I am recording them, I continue to do so. It seems that we are looking for a specific apartment but we do not know which one in the building we are looking for.

At this time a third person emerges from the open doorway. There is talking among the three but I can't hear them. Suddenly the newcomer drops some sort of device on the floor. In my dream memory I see this device as a large spool. Like one that would hold thread, but much larger. As soon as the spool hits the floor it begins to roll down the walk way. Though I don't understand it, the spool seems as if it is being pulled. As it begins to turn down a corner we all rush after it. I try as hard as I can to keep the rolling spool framed in my camera. Eventually we come up to another apartment door. Quickly someone opens the door and we all walk into the apartment. Now, somehow our party has grown in size. There are now three other members with us making a total of seven. I do not recall personally knowing any of the six people I am with, though I do know that we are a team.

Inside the apartment it is quiet and dimly lit. No lights are turned on as the falling sun outside seems to supply enough light through the windows. I notice that one other person in the group is also carrying a video camera. We are both simply recording the actions of the other members of the group. The apartment is not very large; there is only one level to the apartment. There is a large space in the center of the apartment that makes for the living room and kitchen. It is divided by a see through wooden bookshelf. There is a large opening in the shelf that allows you to see clearly through to the other room. From what I can see, there are three to four doors that lead to other rooms.

I decide to open one of the doors and explore a room by myself. As I enter the room I quickly notice that it is a bedroom. Slowly I pan my camera from one wall to the next. It is around here that the images of the mother and children enter my mind and I realize what we must be investigating their murder. Through I am alone in this room I do not feel afraid nor do I see anything that would give me cause to be.

It is not until I go to rejoin the group in the living room that I witness something peculiar. As I reenter the living room I aim my camera through the shelf into the kitchen. I focus at one of the women in the group. She is checking a closet, perhaps a pantry. As she opens the closet, I notice a mirror hanging on the back of the door. As I begin to focus on the mirror I can see her body reflecting off the mirror but I can also see a male figure behind her. I know instantly that this is not the reflection of someone in my group. The being's skin is grayed and discolored. Certain parts of his skin are pealing off at random places. Quickly I walk toward the kitchen zooming out to see if the reflection is of someone standing in the kitchen. Though I do not actually see the being standing in the kitchen I do capture yet another reflection in a mirror on the other side of the kitchen. This time it is a woman with similar decaying features. Though through the camera I can see these beings that would normally scare me I am surprising calm though very excited. I do not alert the rest of my group to these images, though it does not seem that I have to as everyone seems to be reacting to the reflections. There is no fear in the room though, only anxiousness curiosity.

In an instant I find myself recording in darkness. Though not complete darkness. There is a figure in the center of my frame. It is a girl, a member of my party. Somehow I know that she is telepathic and I am recording from within her mind. "What do you want?" she asks aloud. A deep male voice replies "How many are you?". "It is me and six others" She responds. In a flash I am again recording from within the apartment, still focused on the kitchen while standing in the living room. Though this time, as I record the other members in the group I can now see these undead beings standing behind everyone, in the way that I would have expected to see them in the reflection of a mirror.

My breathing beings to quicken as I pan my camera from one undead figure to the next. There are maybe three or four of them now. They all seem to be able to pass through the bodies of my team. Now there is shouting as people begin to react to the beings passing through them. My realization that these being are ghosts seems to be reflected in the reactions of everyone in the room. Though I am surprisingly still focused on recording everything. Then darkness.

Suddenly I am laying on the couch in my apartment. I am tired but awake. I can hear the hum of the air conditioner running behind me. But when I open my eyes, I find myself staring at someone sitting in the black leather chair. It is a man and he is looking back at me. I quickly avert my eyes to the ceiling and then close them shut. When I open them again, I can only see the VCR's blinking light reflecting off the black leather. I am restless for a few hours before I can get back to sleep.

Khris tore up the livingroon carpet!

I had a dream I was back at my old house in woodhaven. Though it felt like a different city.
My mother was out and it was the weekend. The plan of the day was to have a big gathering. MTG and DnD. It was early and I hadn't expected anyone for awhile. I was in my room folding laundry when I got a knock on my bedroom door. It was this guy Victor. He said that people were already arriving and that I needed to come downstairs to set things up.

I wanted to hold the gathering in the basement but when I got downstairs my friends Khris and Cathy had already moved the furniture around in the livingroom. There were two giant tables next to each other with chairs all around. Khris and Cathy went to the kitchen to start cooking. As I look around I notice a wood frame couch by the window. But when I got close to it I see that its covered with spider web. And there are two huge spiders sitting in the middle of the biggest webs. The thought or removing the web crosses my mind but I decide it would probably be best to leave them alone. It is around this point that I notice that the carpet underneath the gaming table is completely tore up. There are patches of carpet coming off with whole sections showing nothing but hardwood. Just looking at the whole mess I could tell that the cause of it must have been the moving around of the tables. The tables were obviously dragged and not carried over the carpet.

As I leave to go to the kitchen to go confront the furniture movers the fear of what my mother is going to do when she sees the carpet completely phucked up starts to sink in. In the kitchen khris and cathy are chopping up vegetables. I ask them if they moved the tables in the livingroom because I had thought about setting up in the basement. Khris responds with a yes and a comment on how the party would work best in the livingroom. I notice khris does not look me in the eye. I then ask if khris had seen the carpet in the livingroom. He says no, but also looks away from my direction completely. In a calm voice I say to him "you phucked up the carpet didn't you?". He admits to it by saying "maybe". I argue with him for awhile but its not loud or heated. I think I'm too afraid of my mothers wrath to bother with being pissed. The dream ends around here.

When I think about it, I think that if khris really did break something in my mother's house, he'd probably try to cover it up instead of coming clean right from the start. (If he reads this he will probably say something about it being gay)
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