hipster hostel

It felt like the beginning of a new dream. I really felt like I was aware of the transition.

I felt that the environment was like my room now where my sister is just next to me. But it felt more like we were in some other house on this hill. And the house was open faced. It also felt like a hostel because there were all these people coming into our house.

I was in the bathroom, which was upstairs, and then this woman (or was it women, because I always saw one when I saw the other) wanted to use the shower. The two women were in there 50s or 60s; they wore black eye make-up, and wore corsets. They were very large in bust and hip and well everywhere. But they had small eyes. One had raven black hair and the other had bleached blonde hair. So one of them (or was it both of them) wanted to use the shower.

I got out of the bathroom, went downstairs, and looked around our house. There were all of these people in our house and it felt like it was some sort of hostel, except all the people there were hipsters.

The first person I talked to was this guy. When he walked by I touched his shoulder and the fabric of his shirt felt really nice so whenever he would pass my way I would touch his shoulder. It was weird of me to be doing that but I couldn’t help it. He hated me for that, though.

There was this other person there that I remember. She was from South America I think and her ears were really weird. When she would turn her head the back and bottom of her ears were shaped like a squiggly orange balloons.

I couldn’t understand why all these people were there. It felt so crowded in my dream. Trying to remember is hard and it’s all starting to fade now. Oh well.

separation

There was this man. He was cursed. That I know for sure.

There were evil things after his soul and life. What was strange was the fact that they didn’t try to get at him until some specific predetermined time. It was known that if anyone tried to aid this man they evil entities would go after that person and kill them.

The more people that try to help this man, the closer the Evil would come to take his soul.

The man was running. He was always running.

Then there came another man. He was going to try and help him but then the Evil sensed this. The Evil pulled the two men into a sort of shadow world, where they ran amongst reality but no one could see them, or what was after them. When they enter this state of existence they’re almost like ghosts.

Not only were they lost amongst the real world but they were lost amongst each other. The Evil seemed to render impenetrable walls and hallways. Almost like a labyrinth. The walls were invisible and the people from the real world would pass through them, but the two men couldn’t.

The two men ran. Today was the day they would die.

The second man felt as if he was being chased by hell dogs, although he never saw them. But could hear them and feel their breath and heat.

The first man was still running, thinking that although They were after him, he was still far away from his doom day. He was wrong.

He felt it all around. It seemed to trigger all his senses at once, and turn everything dark. Some demonic thing was there, watching him, pursuing him. This was such a strong force that the people in the real world could feel it. They could feel a colder thing, too. That was the man. And when those two things would pass the people, they felt afraid, but then they would forget when the feelings were gone.

The Darkness told him that it had been apart of him all along and that it was just waiting to be released. The man was running franticly, trying to get out, trying to live. All the while the Darkness swarmed and grew nearer and nearer.

And then I woke up.

lady in pink

Don’t remember what happened before. I was at this show for Lykke Li and the location was weird. It seemed like we were in the back of some building like where the dumpsters are at but instead of dumpsters there was a stage. It actually felt more like it was in between two buildings. It also felt like night and day.

Anyways I was there with my boyfriend and then Lykke Li jumps from the stage and starts dancing all weird like she does in the crowd. She was wearing this really puffy pink number and her hair was up.

Then she starts dancing in front of us and it just feels like we’re happy and but we don’t quite understand what’s happening. I was surprised I wasn’t star struck or anything like that. She felt familiar like a friend and yet so distant at the same time.

It’s a real complicated emotion to explain…

frustration

frustration

frustration

I can't seem to get what I want. My goals are never reached. I'm constantly jumping from dream to dream occasionally waking up to what?

Dissatisfaction

so sad

there was a parade just for me

for doing so well in school {i could have done better}

but they spelled my last name wrong: EMILY MOOKING

so wrong

so sad

dragons 'n' goons

In the beginning I was in this mcmansion, in this room, with a bunch of goons. There was this man who was telling us what he wanted us to do. I don't really know what he was saying but I was scared to be there and so I went into another room, but they followed me there and the boss man through down these books and started to yell. I thought he was yelling at me because I thought he figured me out. See I was supposed to be some spy. But I was feeling real nervous because I felt too close to the operation.

Then some how I was on top of this building but it was really just a bunch of stacked mattresses and comforters. I was there with a couple of the goons and for some reason my aunt and uncle were there. They were drunk because they were eating this sandwich that was soaked in wine. In front of us there was this game happening but I wasn't paying attention because I was trying to keep my eye on the boss man who was on this balcony under the score board. I was also communicating to this woman who was affiliated with the boss man and she was telling me that he uses her and stuff like that.

Then I found myself on this field where this man was holding this flashlight. There were lightning bolts coming out of the flashlight that were streaming towards this massive dragon. That was the secret weapon. That was the reason why I was spying.

Turns out there was this competition going on that was kind of like the goblet of fire. It was kind of like it where there were dragons and fighting and different teams I guess.

So I was on the opposing team and I was running towards my locker room. Then all of a sudden two of my cousins were there and they wanted me to get them into them game because they were being denied admission. One of my cousins was a guy and he got a towel and started rubbing it on his head so he could sneak in through the girl's bathroom.

I was running late so someone had my usual room, but my bag was still there. I got it and started to change near this line of peach colored washers and dryers. I was also talking to someone about the opposing teams plan to release that humongous dragon. I was telling them that little did the other team know but we had our own dragons. They were smaller but much more agile, acquainted with us, and so much more obedient. As I was telling this mystery person the plans, I was envisioning the dragons attacking and the scene looked magnificent. I was also telling them that we had to some how take away that magical flashlight that was controlling the dragon because then it would fly away or start attacking. Either way we were going to win.

I started to put on my armor when I remembered that I was supposed to be the princess that night. It seemed like this whole thing was some sort of show but it was also a serious and deadly things. Things were scripted but people could get hurt and I knew this. The audience didn't.

As I was saying I was the princess that night. The princess would always be a girl who would lie in the middle of the playing field at the end of the battle and wait for her kiss. The girl usually had a boyfriend in real life, who would, at the end of the show, beat up the guy who kissed the girl.

The stadium was showing a replay of what happened last night. My friend Jack's girlfriend Jill had been the princess the night before and he was getting interviewed and was saying stuff like it was awesome and that at the end some of his friends had linked together by tying each others socks together and they climbed this nearby mountain.

That was it. It was wild.

whales and a russian

In the beginning there was this crazy athletic guy. He was Russian and he was incredibly strong. He also had no legs and was wearing what gymnasts usually wear but the legs were tied off. He was going around this place doing incredible things.

Then I actually looked up at the place I was in. I was in water in this giant pool. In this indoor pool there were four massive whales swimming about. It was so beautiful and just so astounding.

The next part I remember I was on the freeway with my dad. We were going to his house and he was telling me about that pool with the whales and how he used to live there. I was asking him if he still had the property and he said he did but the whales were gone and everything had dried up and it wasn't anything special anymore.