dream of pretty stuff
i had this dream last night
that mike and i were talking and he just started beating me over the head with some sort of bread bin. he was telling me how fat i was and how much i shouldn't eat so much. the scene was very psychedelic. pretty colors morphing and twisting, flashing and shimmering. i think i might have even been smiling. then it quickly changed scenes to this beautiful stately monestary near a cliff. it was high above this majestic waterfall flowing with golden glowing water. there was a light mist/fog covering the bright green landscape with the rays of sun occationally piercing through. it was so fucking beautiful
then it switched scenes again. my sister anna and i were talking about all the things that have been going on with her in japan. i started feeling her up and her face turned to jelly and ran down her body. it was really weird and i just sat there, emotionless. then the scene froze. for about i would say... haha who can tell time in dreams? it was a while though.
then i remember a dog.
then i woke up.
so i'm awake. it feels good. i am wondering most about that monestary though. because there were no other defining things. like there were no people, no animals... just the beauty of the scene. i wasn't even in the scene either! it was also so very vivid, like i've actually been there. or something. it feels like apart of me... whatever, it doesn't matter. but i had to write it down before i forgot. i would hate to lose that memory...
that mike and i were talking and he just started beating me over the head with some sort of bread bin. he was telling me how fat i was and how much i shouldn't eat so much. the scene was very psychedelic. pretty colors morphing and twisting, flashing and shimmering. i think i might have even been smiling. then it quickly changed scenes to this beautiful stately monestary near a cliff. it was high above this majestic waterfall flowing with golden glowing water. there was a light mist/fog covering the bright green landscape with the rays of sun occationally piercing through. it was so fucking beautiful
then it switched scenes again. my sister anna and i were talking about all the things that have been going on with her in japan. i started feeling her up and her face turned to jelly and ran down her body. it was really weird and i just sat there, emotionless. then the scene froze. for about i would say... haha who can tell time in dreams? it was a while though.
then i remember a dog.
then i woke up.
so i'm awake. it feels good. i am wondering most about that monestary though. because there were no other defining things. like there were no people, no animals... just the beauty of the scene. i wasn't even in the scene either! it was also so very vivid, like i've actually been there. or something. it feels like apart of me... whatever, it doesn't matter. but i had to write it down before i forgot. i would hate to lose that memory...