three dreams
I want to write these down because I may come back to one of them in art form;
1st. It started out like being in/watching a movie, then morphed to first person. It was a transfer from one house to another, and that the one we were going to wasn't as grand or expensive as the one we had.. Granted, I don't know what we had before but it must have been a mansion. It was a house of many levels and steep stairs. I hadn't gone up the stairs but there was a guard rail transport for wheelchair ups and downs. I remember looking into a space beside the stairs where there was a desk and a cabinet, a small sitting room decorated with exotic things and knick-nacks. Some were from egypt and some pictures. I remember a huge vase with an owl painted on it and an 'egg' stopper painted with owl plugging the hole. It was as tall as me, and I remember looking at a book that they were very rare, only a few existing. The house was sold furnished, untouched, and well-kept.. the only thing I wasn't sure of was the magenta highlights in the kitchen (i dream in color)! Given that I drempt in color, the next part was fantastic. Out from that area there were huge glass doors leading to a garden porch-deck. it went down further into several other porches and benches and flowers all about. At the very bottom of the levels there was a pond/garden. The reason we had gotten it so cheap and with everything in it is apparently the elder couple in it had committed suicide out in the garden. The woman had gotten Alzheimers and the old man knew he wasn't going to be about long either so he brought her out there and sat them both on a bench. The way they did it wasn't explained to me, but the deck was said to be restained, and the location by a certain flowing bush, but there were so many of them there. There was also a garage down beside the garden full of tools and bikes and a grand car. There was a shed beneath the deck as well. It was just full of surprises I wanted to explore and see what there was.
Also, there was some strange part of the dream that I don't care to detail with some sort of power generator turbine hooked up for a long spance to some sort of fireman training facility. IDKWHY.
2nd. I think it was non-anthro, I'm not sure, but I could talk to dogs. we were all going on a vacation (a bunch of dogs) and picking up friends. We ended at one's house and I went in to get her. She was moping about an almost empty bowl of food in the back and the house was silent. She said her owners had picked off and left and gone to the lake and walked in and never came out. She didn't know what to do. I found some foreclosure notices. I brought her back to the car and told them all we wern't going to the beach but to the lake to find her owners, although they were long gone and no one found any bodies. I knew i'd have to find her a new home but said she could stay with me a while. She was a really sweet dog too. I can't remember what type though.
3rd. I remember watching a new tv program that came on. I liked the intermittant animation style but hated the story line so I changed it to my own. It was a show about human and animal(anthro) society set in a sort of victorian era of sorts, that had ships and fancy cars but mostly horse-drawn carriages. It changed into the main character, Bernie, a rottie-shep mix (i saw one on tveeee. could be a Bernese mountain dog though, given the name he had. Similar colorations. lol) who was playing piano for a house of dressed up anthro cats and rabbits. He was very kind in such a high-class society and I got the feeling he had a working/middle class job. Olivette was one of the cats that bade him to play, a light orange tabby with olive eyes and dipped paws. If she wasn't orange she could have been a calico. Either works in my head.
When I woke up I strung together a story line in which the world of humans and these animals had met and begun to mingle. Most humans had them on as luxury pets of sorts in high society. Some relations between them did happen, but most were kept quiet. Bernie had visited the house of an aging-bed ridden man. I see him, not as a doctor, but more as a sort of police/investigator that also sort of worked as a blessings man/comfort and reporting corrinor.
He had come simply to check up on the man. (Bernie, I'd say, he was one of those that could smell out death and cancer better than some, as well as poison.) Olivette bade him to play the piano for the old man as he loved hearing it. The whole house of cat/rabbits ended up turning up to hear him, soothed by the music.
The old man could hear it faintly up in his room and later requested an audiance. He said he wished he knew more like Bernie for his kindness. Bernie said he was always eager to please should a kind had be given, for he was a dog.
Later on i imagined the man to die, Bernie to say it was old age without a simple thought that t could have been a foul plot. He was bequeathed the estate due to the fact that he would come and play the piano for every night to the old man's delight.
It might make for a lovely graphic/thrill/mistery novel. I'm considering this.
1st. It started out like being in/watching a movie, then morphed to first person. It was a transfer from one house to another, and that the one we were going to wasn't as grand or expensive as the one we had.. Granted, I don't know what we had before but it must have been a mansion. It was a house of many levels and steep stairs. I hadn't gone up the stairs but there was a guard rail transport for wheelchair ups and downs. I remember looking into a space beside the stairs where there was a desk and a cabinet, a small sitting room decorated with exotic things and knick-nacks. Some were from egypt and some pictures. I remember a huge vase with an owl painted on it and an 'egg' stopper painted with owl plugging the hole. It was as tall as me, and I remember looking at a book that they were very rare, only a few existing. The house was sold furnished, untouched, and well-kept.. the only thing I wasn't sure of was the magenta highlights in the kitchen (i dream in color)! Given that I drempt in color, the next part was fantastic. Out from that area there were huge glass doors leading to a garden porch-deck. it went down further into several other porches and benches and flowers all about. At the very bottom of the levels there was a pond/garden. The reason we had gotten it so cheap and with everything in it is apparently the elder couple in it had committed suicide out in the garden. The woman had gotten Alzheimers and the old man knew he wasn't going to be about long either so he brought her out there and sat them both on a bench. The way they did it wasn't explained to me, but the deck was said to be restained, and the location by a certain flowing bush, but there were so many of them there. There was also a garage down beside the garden full of tools and bikes and a grand car. There was a shed beneath the deck as well. It was just full of surprises I wanted to explore and see what there was.
Also, there was some strange part of the dream that I don't care to detail with some sort of power generator turbine hooked up for a long spance to some sort of fireman training facility. IDKWHY.
2nd. I think it was non-anthro, I'm not sure, but I could talk to dogs. we were all going on a vacation (a bunch of dogs) and picking up friends. We ended at one's house and I went in to get her. She was moping about an almost empty bowl of food in the back and the house was silent. She said her owners had picked off and left and gone to the lake and walked in and never came out. She didn't know what to do. I found some foreclosure notices. I brought her back to the car and told them all we wern't going to the beach but to the lake to find her owners, although they were long gone and no one found any bodies. I knew i'd have to find her a new home but said she could stay with me a while. She was a really sweet dog too. I can't remember what type though.
3rd. I remember watching a new tv program that came on. I liked the intermittant animation style but hated the story line so I changed it to my own. It was a show about human and animal(anthro) society set in a sort of victorian era of sorts, that had ships and fancy cars but mostly horse-drawn carriages. It changed into the main character, Bernie, a rottie-shep mix (i saw one on tveeee. could be a Bernese mountain dog though, given the name he had. Similar colorations. lol) who was playing piano for a house of dressed up anthro cats and rabbits. He was very kind in such a high-class society and I got the feeling he had a working/middle class job. Olivette was one of the cats that bade him to play, a light orange tabby with olive eyes and dipped paws. If she wasn't orange she could have been a calico. Either works in my head.
When I woke up I strung together a story line in which the world of humans and these animals had met and begun to mingle. Most humans had them on as luxury pets of sorts in high society. Some relations between them did happen, but most were kept quiet. Bernie had visited the house of an aging-bed ridden man. I see him, not as a doctor, but more as a sort of police/investigator that also sort of worked as a blessings man/comfort and reporting corrinor.
He had come simply to check up on the man. (Bernie, I'd say, he was one of those that could smell out death and cancer better than some, as well as poison.) Olivette bade him to play the piano for the old man as he loved hearing it. The whole house of cat/rabbits ended up turning up to hear him, soothed by the music.
The old man could hear it faintly up in his room and later requested an audiance. He said he wished he knew more like Bernie for his kindness. Bernie said he was always eager to please should a kind had be given, for he was a dog.
Later on i imagined the man to die, Bernie to say it was old age without a simple thought that t could have been a foul plot. He was bequeathed the estate due to the fact that he would come and play the piano for every night to the old man's delight.
It might make for a lovely graphic/thrill/mistery novel. I'm considering this.