(no subject)
Sweet dreams are made of these~ Who am I to disagree~~~
There was a magical cake of eternal youth in a little locked vault. It was originally a diary. That diary was made by two people who kept all of their secrets on the paper, but never on the sound of their voice. The vault which was shaped like a simple, but elegant temple was located along a canal under and apartment building that could well be a hotel on Park Ave.
...I dream a dream once in a blue moon. Last time it was people using chili peppers as stairs. In this dream I think I was a priest as well as a mother of a young child. I had a husband who was also a priest and we made the diary together.
Before the story got that complicated it all started out with my friend Andrew forgetting to invite me to his birthday party in the dream. So I visited him with Jacki and they were all swimming out in like this playground on the lake. Jacki and I got disappointed that we weren't invited and left. Before we headed back to the hotel, his mom gave us these organic fruits that were uber expensive. Jacki's five peaches cost five hundred dollars. I think I ate one of them. When I came back to my room, Jacki was not part of the dream anymore and I became an adult, this happened gradually as I checked my myspace message and the Oreo King (Andrew) has sent me a message saying that he forgot to invite me and blah blah blah.
And during all this time a scary dude preist from some country in Europe plans to do something about the diary that I had in the vault by now. Except that he had all these painful memories that had to do with the content of the diary. Logically, that's when the diary turned into a cake by his force, but I never saw that happen in my dream.
Somehow the last scene starts with my daughter having the cake infront of her in our room and she starts to move a peice of cake into her mouth when the door opens and the creepy preist goes, "NOOOOOOOO!"
He goes beserk and runs out of the room to the hallway and I start chaing him and pressing all these buttons next to other rooms' doors. They are suppose to alert people in the room that there is DANGER!!! So all these people start coming out and chasing that evil dude. Except by then I am back in the room and the dream ends there with a knowledge that the creepy preist dude has been caught.
THE END.
There was a magical cake of eternal youth in a little locked vault. It was originally a diary. That diary was made by two people who kept all of their secrets on the paper, but never on the sound of their voice. The vault which was shaped like a simple, but elegant temple was located along a canal under and apartment building that could well be a hotel on Park Ave.
...I dream a dream once in a blue moon. Last time it was people using chili peppers as stairs. In this dream I think I was a priest as well as a mother of a young child. I had a husband who was also a priest and we made the diary together.
Before the story got that complicated it all started out with my friend Andrew forgetting to invite me to his birthday party in the dream. So I visited him with Jacki and they were all swimming out in like this playground on the lake. Jacki and I got disappointed that we weren't invited and left. Before we headed back to the hotel, his mom gave us these organic fruits that were uber expensive. Jacki's five peaches cost five hundred dollars. I think I ate one of them. When I came back to my room, Jacki was not part of the dream anymore and I became an adult, this happened gradually as I checked my myspace message and the Oreo King (Andrew) has sent me a message saying that he forgot to invite me and blah blah blah.
And during all this time a scary dude preist from some country in Europe plans to do something about the diary that I had in the vault by now. Except that he had all these painful memories that had to do with the content of the diary. Logically, that's when the diary turned into a cake by his force, but I never saw that happen in my dream.
Somehow the last scene starts with my daughter having the cake infront of her in our room and she starts to move a peice of cake into her mouth when the door opens and the creepy preist goes, "NOOOOOOOO!"
He goes beserk and runs out of the room to the hallway and I start chaing him and pressing all these buttons next to other rooms' doors. They are suppose to alert people in the room that there is DANGER!!! So all these people start coming out and chasing that evil dude. Except by then I am back in the room and the dream ends there with a knowledge that the creepy preist dude has been caught.
THE END.