Joining the Club
Man did I have a Fucking weird dream last night. So for some reason, I am in a city I have never seen before. I'm not sure who's, but Holly, a few other people I 'recognised', and I were staying in some downtown apartment (high class, it was nice) for some reason that I don't know. I couldn't even tell you what city it was. Take San Francisco, clean it up to Portland levels, and add Connecticut geography, and that's the city as best I can describe. Oh and the dream was very real, like I could feel my body and think internally and externally, and even eat/taste things. Also, never did I once think to question the validity of the dream. So to the actual dream then.
I'm walking along, and I see this guy laying on the ground. His head had exploded all over the ground. Apparently he'd jumped off the nearby building and landed on his head. about 20-25 feet up the way, some other far more damaged body layed, having jumped off the same building, but her body was strew all over the place. And further in that direction layed a third body which was entirely decimated, barely recognizable as human. It was nasty. And I realized I had stepped in number 2's brains (or a small dried up piece of them). After taking a look around I realized that it was really creeping and decided to get out of there, but not before I noticed that most destroyed body was closest to the ground when it fell, and the guy who's body layed relatively okay minus his exploded head fell the furthest. After thinking about it for a bit, the best explaination I could come up with what that he was wearing his Carhart's overalls which kept his body together (cause apparently those things are fucking tough).
End of Part One.
So I'm getting back to my flat downtown, and I run into my Tai Chi master, and for some reason I end up wandering around with him. He's really cool by the way and I was really psyked to see him, too bad it was a dream. Anyway, we're visiting this house of a friend of his (a scholarly looking person) who was apparently moving out. Listening to their conversation, my teacher was asking his friend why he was moving, and apparently the scholar had risked everything sticking his neck out for my teacher and lost it all. In real life I have theorized that my teacher is a political refugee which is why he is living in San Fransico instead of China somewhere. So in the dream I figured this had to do with some secret faceless big brother organization that wanted my teacher out of the picture and they were going after his friends. Since I wanted to help him had him following me along and figuring out where I was going to take him. Usually people can track you when you try to get money or resources to flee. We had the edge since I happened to have a good amount of 'resources' on me. I finally got to where I wanted to take him and left him there. I had started wondering if 'they' knew about me and worrying if they'd go after me to get to him. I went back to the flat and started looking for Holly, who I couldn't find, and nobody knew where she was. I ran back to where my teacher was staying, a place where a lot of people from my flat hung out. Axel's friend was there (not a real person, but he was large fat and unshaven, and spent a lot of time on his cell phone) and I asked him if he'd seen here lately. He gave me a bunch of "what do I look like" or "what am I? her keeper?" kinda shit, indicating that he didn't know and I really started to worry. Then I woke up, and she was laying right there. I actually said out loud, "damn I'm really glad you're okay (or safe, or something along those lines). She let out a semi-conciously groan that can probably most accurately be interpreted into "why are you talking to me, just let me sleep." I was relieved and went back to sleep.
End of Part Two
Yes, it keeps going, (I'm actually surprised I can remember it all this clearly). So this time I'm batman. I'm being chased by the Joker, who I just killed, and he melted into a puddle of brown-black goo. Like the sludge monster from spirited away, cept he could move through pipe's and crap. So i am running through this weird run down factory power-plant type facility, and I realize I need to get out. I find my bat mobile, and I start trying to get the hell out of there. It was a very interesting chase, oddly since it played out so much like an action sequence, it's kind of hard to describe. I have to say it's the most fun driving I've had in my life. It did kinda suck that I "defeated" the Joker/Sludge monster by getting away, but whatever I killed him in the begining. Just cause I was a super hero didn't mean I was super human. So I'm driving down the high way at night, still in my bat mobile, but finally aware that I am dreaming. I sorta figured that given how messed up my night had been that far, I may as well play it out and enjoy it, besides it seemed to early to get up anyway. So I'm driving along and I see a strip club, and think "sure why not" except I couldn't change lanes in time cause I was driving a gigantic vehical and there was some bastard in the other lane. But that was quickly remidied by a new strip club about a 1/4 mile down. So I pull over and check it out. Something felt wrong, but I couldn't place what. The lady on the bill board wasn't very appealing. But I'm like "whatever, if I don't like the way they look I can just leave." So I go inside. It was horrible. It was a hermaphriditic strip club. I woke up soon after.
End of Part three.
Usuming I don't pick up were I left off, I can only wonder what sleep has in store for me tonight.
I'm walking along, and I see this guy laying on the ground. His head had exploded all over the ground. Apparently he'd jumped off the nearby building and landed on his head. about 20-25 feet up the way, some other far more damaged body layed, having jumped off the same building, but her body was strew all over the place. And further in that direction layed a third body which was entirely decimated, barely recognizable as human. It was nasty. And I realized I had stepped in number 2's brains (or a small dried up piece of them). After taking a look around I realized that it was really creeping and decided to get out of there, but not before I noticed that most destroyed body was closest to the ground when it fell, and the guy who's body layed relatively okay minus his exploded head fell the furthest. After thinking about it for a bit, the best explaination I could come up with what that he was wearing his Carhart's overalls which kept his body together (cause apparently those things are fucking tough).
End of Part One.
So I'm getting back to my flat downtown, and I run into my Tai Chi master, and for some reason I end up wandering around with him. He's really cool by the way and I was really psyked to see him, too bad it was a dream. Anyway, we're visiting this house of a friend of his (a scholarly looking person) who was apparently moving out. Listening to their conversation, my teacher was asking his friend why he was moving, and apparently the scholar had risked everything sticking his neck out for my teacher and lost it all. In real life I have theorized that my teacher is a political refugee which is why he is living in San Fransico instead of China somewhere. So in the dream I figured this had to do with some secret faceless big brother organization that wanted my teacher out of the picture and they were going after his friends. Since I wanted to help him had him following me along and figuring out where I was going to take him. Usually people can track you when you try to get money or resources to flee. We had the edge since I happened to have a good amount of 'resources' on me. I finally got to where I wanted to take him and left him there. I had started wondering if 'they' knew about me and worrying if they'd go after me to get to him. I went back to the flat and started looking for Holly, who I couldn't find, and nobody knew where she was. I ran back to where my teacher was staying, a place where a lot of people from my flat hung out. Axel's friend was there (not a real person, but he was large fat and unshaven, and spent a lot of time on his cell phone) and I asked him if he'd seen here lately. He gave me a bunch of "what do I look like" or "what am I? her keeper?" kinda shit, indicating that he didn't know and I really started to worry. Then I woke up, and she was laying right there. I actually said out loud, "damn I'm really glad you're okay (or safe, or something along those lines). She let out a semi-conciously groan that can probably most accurately be interpreted into "why are you talking to me, just let me sleep." I was relieved and went back to sleep.
End of Part Two
Yes, it keeps going, (I'm actually surprised I can remember it all this clearly). So this time I'm batman. I'm being chased by the Joker, who I just killed, and he melted into a puddle of brown-black goo. Like the sludge monster from spirited away, cept he could move through pipe's and crap. So i am running through this weird run down factory power-plant type facility, and I realize I need to get out. I find my bat mobile, and I start trying to get the hell out of there. It was a very interesting chase, oddly since it played out so much like an action sequence, it's kind of hard to describe. I have to say it's the most fun driving I've had in my life. It did kinda suck that I "defeated" the Joker/Sludge monster by getting away, but whatever I killed him in the begining. Just cause I was a super hero didn't mean I was super human. So I'm driving down the high way at night, still in my bat mobile, but finally aware that I am dreaming. I sorta figured that given how messed up my night had been that far, I may as well play it out and enjoy it, besides it seemed to early to get up anyway. So I'm driving along and I see a strip club, and think "sure why not" except I couldn't change lanes in time cause I was driving a gigantic vehical and there was some bastard in the other lane. But that was quickly remidied by a new strip club about a 1/4 mile down. So I pull over and check it out. Something felt wrong, but I couldn't place what. The lady on the bill board wasn't very appealing. But I'm like "whatever, if I don't like the way they look I can just leave." So I go inside. It was horrible. It was a hermaphriditic strip club. I woke up soon after.
End of Part three.
Usuming I don't pick up were I left off, I can only wonder what sleep has in store for me tonight.