the animals

In the end:

There was this sea horse creature with what felt like an octopus tentacle as a tail. It was dying and I had to save it. It had swallowed a load of sand and it was whimpering and getting fainter. I turned it upside down and dumped all the sand out of it. I had to wait and pray for it to live. I was so sad. There were a lot of people and other animals around us waiting, too. Then it recovered and all was right in the world again.

All the while the song Animals by Cocorosie was playing in my mind.


Spend all my time amongst the animals


And on the tracks I would go they lead to the sea


To be amongst the animals

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Emily dreams of dead Japanese generals.

One has a samurai mask and a great white mane.

The other is seems to be from WWII. he is always following the other.

They show up as ghosts in the window at night. They disappear by the time she gets there.

All they do is look out the window, one with the exaggerated face and the other with an emotionless one.

And they walk around the room, waiting for something.

All the while there is a bloodhound after her.

Lucifer

More in the beginning there was a man, a blue truck, and I. We found a squirrel and named it Lucifer but there was no connection to the devil, it was a tame squirrel. It was just the squirrel’s name.

Then somewhere along the path of this dream I ran into Lulu bird and she was playing with the squirrel.

Then at one point I was back at school, back at the dorms, sort of. Then I ran into Jazmine and it was really nice to see her. I told her that in another dream we met up and she didn’t care, but this time she was really excited. And I liked that.

Her hair was nice and soft. She was riding this moped and she said I could ride it with her but I really couldn’t. There wasn’t enough room and I had too much stuff. It was raining and we were going down hill.

We were going to her friend’s house somewhere near by. That’s why she was there. We got to the entrance of this place. To get in you had to crawl under this grate. It was real hidden, and there was a more convenient entrance somewhere else, but we didn’t know about it.

Her friend wasn’t home, her shirtless tattooed brother told us. He had an apartment a few steps up. He seemed real rude. He had the same name as hers but a boy version. I forget what it was but it started with an A. and their last name was Piccadilly.

He went back to his apartment but left the door open. There was somebody else there, some psychobilly chick. She started to talk to us and play with Lucifer, the squirrel. Then the brother walked back in the room and was all “what the fuck are you guys doing here? Is that a squirrel? Get out!” What rude character.

I kept on feeling this weird tingling on my back that was seriously annoying me. I turned out to be the vibrating alarm clock on my phone…ugh I woke up late, but glad I woke up.

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Lately, when funhouses or things that are related to childhood, are involved in my dreams, they usually end up dangerous. The same goes with this dream. I was at some sort of museum where there were these interactive robots {like in those pioneer towns, in the saloons and what not}. A lot of the exhibits were fun to look at {but I admit I don’t remember them}. Then I was walking along with the other kids when we passed by this red curtain, like the ones for theatres. I deviated from the group to go behind the red curtain, to find an exhibit on Dracula. I enjoyed it at first with its campy atmosphere and haunted carnival ride music, but then things started to get unnerving. The mechanical Dracula started to stare at me, and then it started to come after me at an alarming rate. I seemed to have gone into several rooms because I was having trouble finding my way back. There were green curtains that I didn’t remember going through and then I saw the red curtain. I ran through them, not daring to look back and found that all the kids I was with were gone and one of my good friends was there. As if I didn’t think I was going to die a minute ago, I told my friend that it was just little scary and he told me he felt the same. It’s like nothing happened.

glass and gravel

I was on this enormous bridge. It had been damaged as if there had been an earthquake or something. There were holes, broken cables, glass, and gravel everywhere. I was running on it because I had to get to the end to get something. Then it seems like my niece comes out of nowhere. When she appears she falls into one of the cracks of the bridge and I reach out to grab her. While I’m holding onto her, she screams and cries out to me. I’m holding onto her and I look down to see the dark sloshing waters below. I finally pull her up to safety and carry her the rest of the way. At the end of the bridge there is a firehouse. When we get there the lights are all on and there sounds like there are people there, but no one is really there. I bandage my feet because they are bleeding. I had been running barefoot along the bridge of broken glass and gravel. In the end we are wrapped in blankets, seemingly surrounded by people but we’re really just outside of a firehouse at the end of a broken bridge

1:

I was on some sort of island. It was strange though because the water was cold and it felt like we were in some sort of cave but the sky was open to us. It felt like a cave because there were walls of rock all around us. Some of the rocks looked like bones of giant creatures I never knew of. I was there with people I knew to be my family but the only people who really were my family was my mom and my niece.

The nice part was the fact that my niece was a baby again. The bad part was that there was a shark in the water that wanted to eat her.

The shark could walk on land, but when it did it couldn’t attack. It could only do so in the water, which was steadily rising. I grabbed my niece from my mom and started bouncing on the shark because it was really rubbery. I was trying to see where we could escape. On one side there was the wall of rock, or giant animal skulls. And on the other side I could see a lighthouse in the distance. Both ways seemed perilous, ominous, and devious.

But then I can’t remember the rest.

2:

First of all these were my friends that were in my dream: JP, TB, CS, MJ, JE, and DS

We were all in this oval room where one side of the room rose up like in the Rocky Horror Picture Show except the room was white, not pink, and it was empty, save for us.

JE got this larger than normal dry erase marker, which I remember hating the smell. Then he started drawing funny things on the rest of us, except he was sitting across the room next to MJ. It felt like it was digital, but cartoonish at the same time. What he was drawing showed up on our faces or above our heads. It’s really hard to explain.

So then all of us started drawing on each other. I was sitting next to CS and we were drawing on JE and MJ. I drew rabbit ears on JE and CS drew a too fitting, white top hat on MJ. It was real fun but the smell was bugging me.

Then I don’t remember but we all became very cartoonish, where we could stretch our bodies and stuff like that. And then there were cakes. I couldn’t explain where they came from. Then behind this curtain there came this robot made out of ice cream. The ice cream was chewy, though. I started to eat it and I could hear it dying like when you have a toy that plays a song and when the batteries start to die the song gets deeper in tone and the tune stretches out longer.

Everything was delicious and I think the floor was made out of candy, too.

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.