Conspiracy
To start it off I guess, my dream from a couple nights ago :
[tons of stuff I don't remember] ... a girl and I are dropped out of a helicopter onto a sloped road with hedges on our right. As I'm collecting myself, she starts yelling that I'm raping her. I'm clearly doing nothing of the sort, and startled, I point out repeatedly that I'm not only not even touching her, but I'm not even close enough to touch her. A police car comes rolling around the corner above us, and I hold my hands up and express that she's obviously crazy, as she's still screaming that I'm doing things to her. The cop pulls out a gun, and shoots her and takes a shot at me. He hits her, but I manage to dive behind the concrete planter box of the hedge. Just as I dive out of the way, the cop car explodes and I can feel the wave of heat rush behind me... I'm clearly being set up for be framed for the murder of the cop. As other police cars start pulling up, I find a place to hide among some tall thin trees in a hedge perpendicular to the previous one. A man who is also hiding there teaches me how to shimmy up the trees to get a better view, and I do so. When I've climbed the tree, he climbs the tree behind me, and holds a gun to my head. I expect him to shoot me, but he injects something into my left arm... presumably something that will make me hand myself over to the police below. I climb down out of the trees, and in my drugged state start walking over to confess, but a group of wandering hippies distracts me and I stumble off with them instead. The drug I've been given makes me want to turn around, but there's a bright blue building made of some lustrous material, and I comment on how beautiful that is instead. My hippies agree with me, and I wake up.
I think I'll try to post here at least now and then... if I have dreams that I remember, I'll do my best to get them written down here before I forget. Expect to see hopefully slightly more frequent posts than my xanga had, although despite my best intentions I can't promise anything.
[tons of stuff I don't remember] ... a girl and I are dropped out of a helicopter onto a sloped road with hedges on our right. As I'm collecting myself, she starts yelling that I'm raping her. I'm clearly doing nothing of the sort, and startled, I point out repeatedly that I'm not only not even touching her, but I'm not even close enough to touch her. A police car comes rolling around the corner above us, and I hold my hands up and express that she's obviously crazy, as she's still screaming that I'm doing things to her. The cop pulls out a gun, and shoots her and takes a shot at me. He hits her, but I manage to dive behind the concrete planter box of the hedge. Just as I dive out of the way, the cop car explodes and I can feel the wave of heat rush behind me... I'm clearly being set up for be framed for the murder of the cop. As other police cars start pulling up, I find a place to hide among some tall thin trees in a hedge perpendicular to the previous one. A man who is also hiding there teaches me how to shimmy up the trees to get a better view, and I do so. When I've climbed the tree, he climbs the tree behind me, and holds a gun to my head. I expect him to shoot me, but he injects something into my left arm... presumably something that will make me hand myself over to the police below. I climb down out of the trees, and in my drugged state start walking over to confess, but a group of wandering hippies distracts me and I stumble off with them instead. The drug I've been given makes me want to turn around, but there's a bright blue building made of some lustrous material, and I comment on how beautiful that is instead. My hippies agree with me, and I wake up.
I think I'll try to post here at least now and then... if I have dreams that I remember, I'll do my best to get them written down here before I forget. Expect to see hopefully slightly more frequent posts than my xanga had, although despite my best intentions I can't promise anything.