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so i picked up The Rapture - Echoes CD,...still havent listened to it,...
i'll do that soon, i guess.
ive been having more and more increasingly vivid dreams each night,...last night i had a few that somehow tied into each other. here, separated by "section" or by my fragmented memory of it is my dream from last night:
-i'm in this huge luxurious house, owned by some african american woman, and she's got a hyperactive daughter who keeps jumping off of their large staircase and smashing into floorboards, and essentially, shattering the floor. (yeah, no concrete or iron beams, just,...wooden floorboards,...and she'd take these bone shattering falls into the floor, and be fine, while climbing out of the enormous holes she was making until her mom stopped her. it was aparently a party, because there were lots of kids around.
-some isolated incident i remember: i'm coming downstairs in my house, and the dvd player is playing some cd, and it's some japanese song, i think from Ghost in the Shell, and i go to turn it off, and as i do, i look behind me, and lying on the couch, wrapped in blankets, is my cousin selby, and he looks sleep-deprived. he's saying "i was listening to that"
-at some other point, i'm sitting by a street, and it's this structure we're sitting in, it's like a destroyed building, only parts of stone walls still standing, and there's a pond or lake behind/beside it, and kristen is there too, along with some other people i forget. so anyways, giant tornadoes start coming at us. one barely misses us, another passes right over us, and i'm holding onto the table or whatever to hold myself down, except the pull isnt strong at all, it's a light pulling. as if just a strong gust of wind was passing up under me. then, a huge one rushes at us, and we pass through the outer part of the tornado, and on the inside are tiny thin tornadoes, and in the center, one that's about the size of a pillar in a mall. and i remember being freaked out by that one. the little ones would pass over us, tickling us, and i remember we were all laughing as it passed. the tornadoes then litterally fell into the pond/lake with a "plunk" and dissappeared.
-i'm at my old friend elliot's "house", however it looks nothing like any house i've been to, even in my dreams (i have several houses that i recognise in my dreams, that i know i've been to before) but anyhow, we're there, and he's rummaging through his fridge and then the pantry, and he pulls out a pack of old pizzas, and he's talking about his dogs having dragged these in or something, and i'm washing one off in the kitchen sink, while he throws the rest out, and we're talking about something that i forget the whole while.
-i remember being stuck somewhere and asking my friend(some random person) to take a piece of paper upon which i wrote s52z or 5SZ2 i forget which.
the rest i dont remember. that's all kind-of in chronological order. i think,...
there's probably more to it,...oh well,...i just woke up, had this dream, and i had to type it out or SOMEthing. so there it is, i know you dont care, but meh.
i'll do that soon, i guess.
ive been having more and more increasingly vivid dreams each night,...last night i had a few that somehow tied into each other. here, separated by "section" or by my fragmented memory of it is my dream from last night:
-i'm in this huge luxurious house, owned by some african american woman, and she's got a hyperactive daughter who keeps jumping off of their large staircase and smashing into floorboards, and essentially, shattering the floor. (yeah, no concrete or iron beams, just,...wooden floorboards,...and she'd take these bone shattering falls into the floor, and be fine, while climbing out of the enormous holes she was making until her mom stopped her. it was aparently a party, because there were lots of kids around.
-some isolated incident i remember: i'm coming downstairs in my house, and the dvd player is playing some cd, and it's some japanese song, i think from Ghost in the Shell, and i go to turn it off, and as i do, i look behind me, and lying on the couch, wrapped in blankets, is my cousin selby, and he looks sleep-deprived. he's saying "i was listening to that"
-at some other point, i'm sitting by a street, and it's this structure we're sitting in, it's like a destroyed building, only parts of stone walls still standing, and there's a pond or lake behind/beside it, and kristen is there too, along with some other people i forget. so anyways, giant tornadoes start coming at us. one barely misses us, another passes right over us, and i'm holding onto the table or whatever to hold myself down, except the pull isnt strong at all, it's a light pulling. as if just a strong gust of wind was passing up under me. then, a huge one rushes at us, and we pass through the outer part of the tornado, and on the inside are tiny thin tornadoes, and in the center, one that's about the size of a pillar in a mall. and i remember being freaked out by that one. the little ones would pass over us, tickling us, and i remember we were all laughing as it passed. the tornadoes then litterally fell into the pond/lake with a "plunk" and dissappeared.
-i'm at my old friend elliot's "house", however it looks nothing like any house i've been to, even in my dreams (i have several houses that i recognise in my dreams, that i know i've been to before) but anyhow, we're there, and he's rummaging through his fridge and then the pantry, and he pulls out a pack of old pizzas, and he's talking about his dogs having dragged these in or something, and i'm washing one off in the kitchen sink, while he throws the rest out, and we're talking about something that i forget the whole while.
-i remember being stuck somewhere and asking my friend(some random person) to take a piece of paper upon which i wrote s52z or 5SZ2 i forget which.
the rest i dont remember. that's all kind-of in chronological order. i think,...
there's probably more to it,...oh well,...i just woke up, had this dream, and i had to type it out or SOMEthing. so there it is, i know you dont care, but meh.