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A Dream Post
Sep. 22nd, 2007 10:25 amLast night was a night for dreams.
Shortish dream: it was a farm, and I was some farmboy who was pissed with the farming and planning to run away. All the sheep were soft and cuddly, which, y'know, not in RL. Anyway, I was making my sekrit plans to escape when my mother (who was not MW) showed up and said she's found my luggage, which was hidden in the hay hanger. (I say hanger rather than loft because it was half-circle airplane-hanger shaped, not a loft). I was all set to argue, but before I could a tornado happened. We had to get everyone in the family into the shelter under the hay silo, and all of the animals into the silo, which while not terribly safe would be safer than the barn. That dream ended just after the tornado did, and we'd lost one sheep, no cows, and one little girl . . .
Very Short Dream: Myself and BF were wandering around what was, I think, supposed to be a dorm. It wasn't really, because instead of having courtyards an unit halls, there were unit halls and then where the courtyard would be huge common rooms, complete with wingback chairs and fireplaces. I think I would have preferred that, but anyway. Wandering around trying to find my room. When we finally did find it, there was a dude in it, so I went to the nearest administrator to complain. She told me to go give myself a breast-cancer exam. I don't see how this solved the problem, but hey, it's a dream. So I did, and was all freaked out because apparently I was suddenly lactating (although NOT preggers) and dude was still in my room . . . dream ends.
Long dream: happened in the ATLA world, which may be hint from my subconscious to start working my way through S2 now that we have the DVDs and demand the S3 premier, which e recorded. Anyway. I showed up at the Fire Lord's palace, which was for some reason in the frozen North and seriously was all pine trees forever, and kicked the crap out of a. the guards, b. the lizards (no, I don't get it) and c. the Firelord. Then I was all judge on his ass.
You have to get more than your fire-cutout crown, says I. You must be forgiven by the water tribes enough to earn the ice crown, the earth kingdoms enough to earn the glowing stone crown, and the air tribes to earn the (well, not a wind crown, but roll with). Then I took him flying. He kept screwing up my balance, being a dead weight hanging off to one side.
We arrived in the water kingdom, where they were all set to tech him the value of strong labor, and he had to turn several old fire nation chains into some kind of bell. He couldn't do this, actually, and Ed from FMA had to show up and transmute it molten, after which the fire lord figured out how to melt iron with firebending but still couldn't make a bell because there was no mold for it. The water tribes said, okay, move on to the earth kingdom challenge.
It was to bury all the dead, complete with proper funeral offerings. Myself, Fire lord, Sokka, and Katara (but not Aang, he was doing something with a hurricane) went through a huge thing about which I can't remember much in an earth kingdom graveyard. I do remember there were full-scale Egyptian-style apartments, and that we had to somehow get the representative dead body (which was a full-scale terra cotta statue) into the right apartment. Then the graveyard keeper showed up and kicked us out.
Back to the water tribes, where maybe they now have a mold for the bell . . . no? Damn. Dream ends.
Very Long Dream: Begins as a retelling of Inverloch, just about the point when Kayn'dar is being abducted, only both Kayn'dar and Shiara wre about twelvish and instead of hiding his memory Kayn'dar kissed Shiara, kissed Acheron (who looked like Kayn'dar's twin, but evil) and then did something that locked himself away . . .
Anyway, Shiara went back to the village, which was at war with highly tech-advanced battlesuited bugs, and was holding them off on the basis of magic alone. At about the time she got there, she witnessed one of the defending elves (Rank Major) be defeated and then infected by the bugs. She gasps. I suddenly become an entity rather than a third person observer, a bug but not an attacking one.
The elves, with stolen tech handheld railguns, try to kill me for a while, while I just hang out not hurting them. Eventually, I manage to get them to stop frickin' attacking and communicate. They are worried because Kayn'dar has vanished, so myself and the bug who infected me decide to go find him. There's lot of rocket powered flight and terrain scoping, very weird . . . eventually, we end upon a plateau, or flying above one, and I've got absolutely marvelous vision . . . like I was a hawk, or something. Anyway, we find Kayn'dar and his honor guard, but figure out that he left because he's becoming something else . . . and stupidly, we fly in to investigate.
Whatever Kayn'dar as becoming, we became it too.
Then we had to catch a train. You get to it through a marble-size hole at the edge of plateau, and something to do with the ay you think. On the train is some sort of weird crossover between Hary Potter, Neil Gamain's blog, and vampire boot camp. It's the boot camp that's important, becrause as it turns out we're now vampires, or rather, bloodsucking things although daylight is fine and they're kicking us off t London, a city that cannibalizes vampires. There's some plot about me and suddenly the two friends from last night not getting eaten, going to the burnt-out remains of the Tower of London for safety, saving another pair of newlywed vampires from the hungry fish living in the moat, and then suddenly it's me and my brother and father running from the law.
We en up in a museum to dead vampires, looking for MW, and of course she turns out to be the curators but not before we're found by the police and, being cornered, have to fight back. Just when it seems we're losing, the burger joint mascots (Ronald McDonald, the Burger King, etc.) show up, turning out to be vampires, and help us mob the humans. A tearful reunion is had by me and MW. And then I wake up.
So, yeah. Last night was quite a night for dreaming, but I'm rather confused why we're not at Shul praying, as it's eleven and we're usually there at around 10.20. Not too hungry yet, though, that's a good thing.
My dreams, they have returned with a vengeance!
Shortish dream: it was a farm, and I was some farmboy who was pissed with the farming and planning to run away. All the sheep were soft and cuddly, which, y'know, not in RL. Anyway, I was making my sekrit plans to escape when my mother (who was not MW) showed up and said she's found my luggage, which was hidden in the hay hanger. (I say hanger rather than loft because it was half-circle airplane-hanger shaped, not a loft). I was all set to argue, but before I could a tornado happened. We had to get everyone in the family into the shelter under the hay silo, and all of the animals into the silo, which while not terribly safe would be safer than the barn. That dream ended just after the tornado did, and we'd lost one sheep, no cows, and one little girl . . .
Very Short Dream: Myself and BF were wandering around what was, I think, supposed to be a dorm. It wasn't really, because instead of having courtyards an unit halls, there were unit halls and then where the courtyard would be huge common rooms, complete with wingback chairs and fireplaces. I think I would have preferred that, but anyway. Wandering around trying to find my room. When we finally did find it, there was a dude in it, so I went to the nearest administrator to complain. She told me to go give myself a breast-cancer exam. I don't see how this solved the problem, but hey, it's a dream. So I did, and was all freaked out because apparently I was suddenly lactating (although NOT preggers) and dude was still in my room . . . dream ends.
Long dream: happened in the ATLA world, which may be hint from my subconscious to start working my way through S2 now that we have the DVDs and demand the S3 premier, which e recorded. Anyway. I showed up at the Fire Lord's palace, which was for some reason in the frozen North and seriously was all pine trees forever, and kicked the crap out of a. the guards, b. the lizards (no, I don't get it) and c. the Firelord. Then I was all judge on his ass.
You have to get more than your fire-cutout crown, says I. You must be forgiven by the water tribes enough to earn the ice crown, the earth kingdoms enough to earn the glowing stone crown, and the air tribes to earn the (well, not a wind crown, but roll with). Then I took him flying. He kept screwing up my balance, being a dead weight hanging off to one side.
We arrived in the water kingdom, where they were all set to tech him the value of strong labor, and he had to turn several old fire nation chains into some kind of bell. He couldn't do this, actually, and Ed from FMA had to show up and transmute it molten, after which the fire lord figured out how to melt iron with firebending but still couldn't make a bell because there was no mold for it. The water tribes said, okay, move on to the earth kingdom challenge.
It was to bury all the dead, complete with proper funeral offerings. Myself, Fire lord, Sokka, and Katara (but not Aang, he was doing something with a hurricane) went through a huge thing about which I can't remember much in an earth kingdom graveyard. I do remember there were full-scale Egyptian-style apartments, and that we had to somehow get the representative dead body (which was a full-scale terra cotta statue) into the right apartment. Then the graveyard keeper showed up and kicked us out.
Back to the water tribes, where maybe they now have a mold for the bell . . . no? Damn. Dream ends.
Very Long Dream: Begins as a retelling of Inverloch, just about the point when Kayn'dar is being abducted, only both Kayn'dar and Shiara wre about twelvish and instead of hiding his memory Kayn'dar kissed Shiara, kissed Acheron (who looked like Kayn'dar's twin, but evil) and then did something that locked himself away . . .
Anyway, Shiara went back to the village, which was at war with highly tech-advanced battlesuited bugs, and was holding them off on the basis of magic alone. At about the time she got there, she witnessed one of the defending elves (Rank Major) be defeated and then infected by the bugs. She gasps. I suddenly become an entity rather than a third person observer, a bug but not an attacking one.
The elves, with stolen tech handheld railguns, try to kill me for a while, while I just hang out not hurting them. Eventually, I manage to get them to stop frickin' attacking and communicate. They are worried because Kayn'dar has vanished, so myself and the bug who infected me decide to go find him. There's lot of rocket powered flight and terrain scoping, very weird . . . eventually, we end upon a plateau, or flying above one, and I've got absolutely marvelous vision . . . like I was a hawk, or something. Anyway, we find Kayn'dar and his honor guard, but figure out that he left because he's becoming something else . . . and stupidly, we fly in to investigate.
Whatever Kayn'dar as becoming, we became it too.
Then we had to catch a train. You get to it through a marble-size hole at the edge of plateau, and something to do with the ay you think. On the train is some sort of weird crossover between Hary Potter, Neil Gamain's blog, and vampire boot camp. It's the boot camp that's important, becrause as it turns out we're now vampires, or rather, bloodsucking things although daylight is fine and they're kicking us off t London, a city that cannibalizes vampires. There's some plot about me and suddenly the two friends from last night not getting eaten, going to the burnt-out remains of the Tower of London for safety, saving another pair of newlywed vampires from the hungry fish living in the moat, and then suddenly it's me and my brother and father running from the law.
We en up in a museum to dead vampires, looking for MW, and of course she turns out to be the curators but not before we're found by the police and, being cornered, have to fight back. Just when it seems we're losing, the burger joint mascots (Ronald McDonald, the Burger King, etc.) show up, turning out to be vampires, and help us mob the humans. A tearful reunion is had by me and MW. And then I wake up.
So, yeah. Last night was quite a night for dreaming, but I'm rather confused why we're not at Shul praying, as it's eleven and we're usually there at around 10.20. Not too hungry yet, though, that's a good thing.
My dreams, they have returned with a vengeance!
