OK! Finally a dream post! I think this is going to be an interesting post worth reading. I'm excited, are you all? Too bad I don't think this will actually be as exciting as Joanna's dreams or ... actually, she's the only person I know who posts about dreams. Alright, well, first a little prelude ... One, I hate my keyboard, because I typed a lot past the world prelude just there and somehow it randomly control-home keyed and deleted the text, and I couldn't undo. So to retype my dream ...
First a little prelude. Wake up at 6:00. This is normal. This is also before the dream. Turn on the TV, BAM! 2 Hour Delay! TAKE THAT BITCHES! So I get up and reset all the alarm clocks placed strategically around the room to prevent oversleeping. I set them all two hours forward (the word "forward" was used according to marc farris, thank marc), of course. I then go into my sister's room to wake up my brother (fucked up, isn't it? see Jimmy likes to sleep in those silky, flowery, girly sheets ... and he does it nekkid). The conversation was as follows:
John: JIM!
Jim: UGHBAOWIRE! (that's the noise he makes waking up) WHAYEAH!
John: GO BACK TO BED THERE's A TWO HOUR DELAY!
Jim: OK!
So I get back in bed, but have trouble falling back asleep because a cold and that I'm worried about Government and Politics homework. I want to use these two hours to do the homework, but decide to sleep a little. So now, the dream (I don't fall back asleep till about 6:30ish, and wake up at 7:15, so this isn't a long dream)
| Well, I don't know what happens before all this, but imagine I'm suddenly in my Jeep. And I know it's a full car, but the only person I can remember now after the dream being in the car is Rachel Cohn. I don't remember anyone else, except I remember an adult in the car as well, maybe Charlie Peabody's dad (one of Jimmy's friend's father) or my own father. I was thinking about it, and i think that he represents the pressure when I'm driving, to be a good driver, and not slide around in the snow and stuff.
It's weird, but I don't have typical dreams like most people it seems. First of all, mine are nowhere near as vivid. I usually don't remember most of them afterwards, at least not the ones I want to remember. Also, very often, random people will take the place of important people in my life. For instance, Charlie Peabody's dad may have very well been the adult in the car (I don't remember of course), but the reason I may also think it could have been my dad is because maybe the body of Charlie Peabody's Father was my dad. I'm not sure if this makes sense, but in third grade we had this pet rabbit as a class. Well, once I dreamt in third grade that my teacher was my mother (see?) and we had a pet Rabbit and it got on top of the TV and jumped off and commit suicide, essentially. Also to note, in my dreams, I tend to defy all natural laws of physics, reality, and overall coherancy. It's usally accomplished by being in two places at one time or doing two things at once, or teleporting places,etc. You'll see shortly. So we've got Rachel Cohn in the car, and possibly some adult/father figure (possibly Mr. Peabody). All I remember is we were trying to drive somewhere, possibly Paoli, actually. And while I dont' remember the roads being icy, or slick (which would make sense cause my brain would be thinking about the delay) but we were on a hill. Now this hill is totally indescribable. (in fact, the image of where I was actually reminds me of something out of the movie, City of the Lost Children) Basically, it's night, there's a hill, dont' know where I'm going, on my left is an urban building, on the right is actually this river. Well, even though I'm the driver, somehow I'm in the back of the car. I never remember words spoken, in fact, I dont' know if words are ever spoken in my dreams but more of just a telepathic understanding and communication between characters. So I'm in the back and the windows open and suddenly the Jeep fills with Sand at my knees (I'm kneeling, cause there's no seat in the back of the Jeep). It probably should have been snow, but lord knows how my head works in dreams. So there's sand. And we start sliding down this hill we've been on (not good for the father figure, but he's gone when this happens (I think, either that or he was just quiet and never shows up again)). Because of the sand, and somehow our car has filled with sand. Well, I try to control the sliding (driving from the front/back? I'm not sure) but we do a few 360's and are gonna hit this wooden fence along the river, and Rachel I think tells me to just jump out. Well, somehow everybody else is already out of the car, and I get out, and in my dream I see the car break through the fence and fall into the water and immediately sink like a rock and I never see it again. Now, even though everybody else magically teleported out of the car, and I got our of the passenger side (even though I was driving from the front, and kneeling in the back, I get out of the passenger side). EVEN THOUGH I GOT OUT, I fall into the river with the car, and somebody (I think it was actually Justin Lewis (but I wanna say his part, as Justin Lewis, was played by the body of Charlie Pfister?) now that I think about it) shouts down to me from the street above that if I dry out my computer immediately, it's still fixable. So here I am, swimming in this river, and I just reach down and lift up my parents' computer (cause it was a Hewlett Packard) and it pours out with water, and I'm thinking (but not all the pieces are still in it) but I guess it was understood that I'd take it to the shop right in front of me. Because the dock to get out of the water is five feet in front of me and it has a door on it and that's the computer shop, so the door opens and this like mom and pop couple surrounded by white light take my computer, and suddenly I'm back on the street and we're all crying. But I actually just remember Rachel and I crying. Now I'm only crying because Rachel is crying, and she lays her head on my shoulder and I'm all like "what's wrong" and she's like "we almost died" (even though we all got out, somehow everybody (not just me) had still fallen in? DOESN'T MAKE SENSE) but there's rachel crying, and I'm like holding her cause she's crying and we're wet and I'm consoling her and then I wake up. And I'm thinking DURING my dream this whole time, What the FUCK! ... and when I wake up I'm like "what the FUCK!" |
JEEZ, so that was that. I sorta lay in bed for fifteen minutes dozing on and off, and then get up at 7:30, shower, etc. This is half hour early (if I'm on the 2 hour delay schedule I should have gotten up at 8) and I'm like all ready by 8:00, so I wake Jimmy up when I'm all packed and ready to go to school (I wanted to let him sleep) and decide to do the government. But instead I just play on the computer and download The Walkmen - We've Been Had. Everyone will recognize this as the Saturn Ion car commercial song where the kids are playing in the city and they leave childhood, but turn around.
I gotta end this post, it's getting massively long. We go to Doll's because of the extra time, and I buy donuts for creative writing. Then school, we did SHIT in all of my classes because of the delay and pep rally. Creative Writing she read two poems aloud and it was time to go, Foster we blew up baloons, Cheever's we watch Mulan, and Albright he passes back our tests. Pep rally was lame, and after school we go to Starbucks (Erin Finger, Tyler, Marc, Paul, and I). Then snowboaring (fun, I did some rails again, but I was sucking the jumps tonight), and now I'm home and ready for bed. Maybe I'll have another messed up dream.
OH! Psychology people comment on my dream, please! Or anyone! Someone psychoanalyze me and tell me I'm weird or sexually opressed or something!
Spooooork.
hmmm...i'm definitely not a psychology person, but i will tell you that i do think you're weird, sexually opressed AND something! all at once!! :D
and mulan! yes. did she do the i ching stuff with you guys? our class's question for it was "will we get to watch mulan?" and it said yes. so we all get to watch it!!! hoooray!!!
how often do you snowboard? do you go up to paoli to do it? brett and i might go skiing up there on wednesday when we have no school, so i am pumped :D
I go every friday with my church ... how much is a ticket on wednesday with no rental? If you all are looking for more people I'll go ... if it's cheap ...
How the hell did I get that part of the dream? And why would I be played by Charlie Phister? In the words of Brian Fellow, "That's weird."
See, but that's the thing ... I never really know afterwards about my dreams ... the only facts I'm certain about is that Rachel was there, my jeep crashed, and somebody shouted down to me that I could dry out my computer immediately and it wouldn't be broken
compared to some of my dreams, that one is a nice one. I've have some dreams that i should take up with my psychologist. Be another thing i could work on.
As far as going about the sexually oppressed, im against the whole Freudian ideology about everything in the human mind, soul, and character revolves around the sexual desires of the body. It's completely ludacris.
Sorry, went off on a tangent.
My analization for your dream: i agree with your theory on the adult being the pressure you have to be a good driver.
Rachel; maybe you talked to her recently about going somewhere, so she was fresh in your memory for your brain to pick from to make a dream (kinda like grabbing random ingredients to make a stew) and the whole consoling her was just an image of your friendship.
Paoli: you really wanted to go to Paoli so you dreamt you were headed there. But you were afraid of crashing while snowboarding, thus the crashed jeep.
As far as the computer thing goes, im clueless.
well, thats a Bigg Dawg dream translation for ya. My first if you can tell.
Genesis 1:19
And there was evening, and there was morning-the fourth day.
thanks for the try, but I don't think any of that's right
well, the parent driver thing was just something I threw in there, probably correct
rachel - not at all
paoli - I don't even know if that's where we were headed, I just made that guess after I woke up
crashing the jeep would not be crashing while snowboarding, it would definitely be a fear (if there is one) of crashing my car ... I think I've had a car crash dream before, and everytime I always remember how I'm going to tell my parents and then I wake up and I'm still worried, and it usually takes me a few minutes while I'm awake to realize that it didnt' actually happen and I've nothing to worry about
Exciting stuff.
it's $32 with no rental.
so....actually, i really don't know if that's cheap for skiing. but. yeah :D
ok ok so i COMPLETELY missed the dream
I never claimed to be the next Daniel. Now, he had talent, and God (kinda guess that helped a lot)
Genesis 1:20
And God said, "Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky
I think you must be sexually opressed.
"...see Jimmy likes to sleep in those silky, flowery, girly sheets ... and he does it nekkid.."
all I have to say is, that is HOT.
-kat
Of course I'm sexually opressed, I'm a virgin.
Genesis 1:21
So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living and moving thing with which the water teems, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good
rock. truly demented, all. truly.
Bigg Dawg: I think that comment was to me (besides, I know who wrote it ... so I know the comment was to me) ... I'm the sexually opressed one, not you
Danielle: Was that English? It seems like one of our creative writing classes Found poems.
Wow. Truly demented indeed.
my bad
Genesis 1:22
God blessed them and said, "Be fruitful and increase in number and fill the water in the seas, and let the birds increase on the earth
Who is HybridSkies? I know everyone else...
--Fiend
HybridSkies would be Jordan York
Yeah, thats me. Thanks Justin.
english overrated is, spork.
For me and my psycho dreams (trust me, my dreams knock your dreams out), usually the only person that can completely translate them is the one who had 'em. There's just too many personal issues that others may not know about to configure, usually. Like I tell someone my crazy dream, they'll say "sorry, can't help ya", but when I give a well-thought suggestion of what it may be about, they're like "oh yeah, that sounds like it may be it". And another trust me: being in Psychology class doesn't do diddly when it comes to dream analyzing.
btw: Is the .NET Login just like hotmail and MSN or what? 'Cause I have hotmail.
-Tiffany
not at all, it's a thespork.NET login account ... the goal is to eventually have all my sites using the same logins for comments/news, but all my clients dont' seem to like that idea ... hmm
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