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Godly Cartoon Smite. Dream 6-8-09.

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 8, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 6-8-09.

I was in my house. My family was too. I went into the driveway, hearing thunder in the distance. As I strolled about the front yard I realized that today, around the world, was the re-enactment of the plaques Moses did to Egypt! I headed inside and was frightened, for I always am when cosmic anomalies arise. My siblings and family throughout the house were in wonder and foreboding terror as the sun quickly set and darkness, like a blanket move in on the evening sky in one wave. All was dark save the moon, yellow, dripping.

I was chatting with Andi my friend, and she was reporting the same thing at her home. But it was on the news this was not related to the bible: there were aliens, going about incinerating. For in the distance in the sky and the loud sound of thunder and ominous loud things, it was a swarm of alien ships coming closer, and closer, dead on in our direction on my street. I typed ‘bye’ to Andi and prepared to make my family run, run, run while they can.

They did not listen, instead to hide in the basement and face this threat. I warned the house could be incinerated by the fire, but no, they did no move. I watched as the aliens busted through with space ships and warriors through the gate of our street the neighbors were bracing. One of them the commander had possessed a body of a man and was in our house, gloating in a distorted voice our deaths and agonies.

When he went into another room I ran outside. Deep into the backyard, through the trees on the left of our large yard, into the neighbor’s bushy undergrowth and climbed over the layers of walls. I new I had to reach safty, where ever it was. I remembered several dreams and I knew, just knew, there was a world beyond where I could escape.

I was the walls. Leaping up and unto I knew I had passed into the realm of the fantasy. I crawled through the layer maze of holes in the upper wall in the blue sky, encountering creatures and Mr. Nowhere man, pools of water, finally…

I had reached the department store! People demented and dressed elegantly, and I flew over them towards the next room to the right. There were terraces *all this was obviously indoor and enclosed* and people in normal clothing from the 1800’s.  I flew over them, smiling.

I soon came to another room festooned with light and a cartoon boardwalk of brick, floating in a the shallow water. There were plants and jungle stuff, and a room by the dividing wall. I went inside and saw satyr people, devils and Jesus having sex. I was suddenly put inside one of their heads in an orgy, fucking one another as a goat man. Soon I flew out of the head, and continued walking my journey past the twisted room of the sexual satyrs. People were walking by me, from all sorts of rooms. People, children, satyrs, the 18000’s people, cartoon creations, etc. But I felt watched.

Soon I encounterd a long counter top dividing me.  I leaped over and discovered on the other side of the countertop was chips and onion rings roasting in an oven. I was certainly so glad after having a gay sexual escapade fucking Jesus with Satan. For there to my front was a recreation of Mackinac island, this dimly lit swimming pool and fountain. As I waded in and out of the cold water to go towards the light around it, I felt watched.

Watched by a mix of Count Olaf, Dr. Who’s face and wearing a pink and white pinstripe vaudeville suit. He was on a porch looking above, and I left to the left.

There was a general store and restaurant, and looking out I saw the sky! I went to there, and there was a jungle! Green and lush! And lo and behold a tourist large viking boat boarding passengers. I however went closer to the light *realizing that the jungle would lead back to the swamp next to my yard, back to reality* and walks on the wooden floating plank dock and towards the edge. There I saw the source of true sunlight in all this enclosure: a bubble window overlooking the destroyed Detroit city of reality.

So I determined, I must live here to be safe from the outside world I went into the general store of the people and cartoons where, the Candy Man *as I called him* was there! He smiled and started to grab and chase me! I went through the fountain, over the countertop in his pursuit, through the brick boardwalk and thought I lost him admits the throngs of the Satyrs.  I thought.

I knew I must escape back into reality, for I would be endlessly pursued by the horny Candy Man. I went back to the large bubble window, towering over me. Tot he left were the wishing rooms.

One room was for the random wishes of treasure. Another for the random wishes of life-positions of power. And another, the random wishes to go home! so I went in, the Candy Man watching…I was granted and walked down underneath the tent…crawled…

And ended up under the stair case of a college. there I saw my sister, happy and alive at college!

But alas I felt compelled and took her along to show her around. There I back tracked, showed her the chips, the Mackinac Island water park, the general store and ended where I described the cartoon bricks of the Satyr room.

And then I saw the Candy Man standing there clutching his bamboo hooked cane.

And then, I had awoken. Loosing my fantasy world.

Becoming MewThree: Dream 5-18-09

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on May 18, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 5-18-09.

As I remember, me and my family were in the Detroit Science Center. We went to the ground floor, and there was a giant, plastic labyrinth, besides that was a laboratory. As I floated upward with my sister, I looked down int he middle. There was a grave of Mewtwo, and lower in front of it was a deep, water pit where is essence and nervous system was extracted, filled with trash since it’s been a long time.

Going back, the labratory next to the labyrinth of see-through plastic was abandoned, and behind me was a set of boulders from the movie Tron. There, hovering around it, were two people in yellow-blue outfits which, in my dream, thought they were cosplaying Tron. They signed and my mom rejoiced some autographs, and told us of the legend. Mewtwo would rise again with his mate and Mew.

We left, and went to our personal space ship. It was dark and yet shiny, ridiges…hard to explain. Reminded me of the Empire in Star Wars. I felt scared, since we were now in space, in our spaceship, and it felt like REALITY.

Dad was then looking through a virtual holographic catalog of new space-centers *basically market squares of the ship for people to chat and etc* There was new designs besides this black and silver one. A girl with cat ears and a bobbed pink hair cut was enquiring about the museum, and I guessed she was asking about the reborn of Mew, and we connected, frightened we were to be reborn as Mewthree and Mew.

We then went to a school near the science center, where I was trying to find out where I could take my AP Art History. Eventually, I found it, and started doing it…but somehow I was pushed unto the table, in the lab at the science center, and having my nervous system extracted by a machine!

Limp and having a hole in my back, red and blue threads and fibers of my being were pulled out, and I saw MewTwo rise again, and I, in that tomb placement, and the other woman turned into Mew, and I myself into a pink and teal MewThree.

I had not wanted to be reborn into this form, just for the purpose of being a female with MewTwo.

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Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 14, 2009 by Sahkmet

My parents lost all their jobs.

If there is no hope and money, I may be living with my siblings at grandma’s house with no internet.

Other than that, me and my brother and sister don’t know my parent’s plans if they don’t get jobs and enough income to make the house payment next month.

If…if it comes to worse…my dad could be working somewhere in another city out of Michigan sending money home.

If worse……I would be sent off to live with my aunt, who has her own teenager, in California. Imagine that, myself from the midwest all my life, my home at the Detroit art museum, fine weather….my…my house, my PRIVACY, my familiar surroundings just…just taken away and I would be transplanted to the state of dreams. But at least I wouldn’t be alone. I would be with cousins I’ve never really got to truly know. Aunt Margo is awesome.

I’m mainly worried about how my dad’s health will degrade with each agonizing day. It doesn’t show much physically, but it will hit him. Hard.

And then, all my toys from my childhood and my items and belongings…moving from out of this house would be horrible. My Megablocks toys I loved might be left behind. Even Barbie. We could accidentally leave behind important works. And what about the piano?  Our home is small and our garage is packed. We’re a family of five with a retarded dog, a fat rabbit, fish tank *which we’re going to sell some of the fish. A few are worth around $30-200* and a lonely parakeet. I guess, eh, I feel safe at least that we could send most of our stored toys *which will be passed to my own kids* divided up with both of my grandmothers.

I can deal with sacrifice of food. No fancy ice cream. I have enough clothes and outfits for different business, casual, job and concert occasions. As soon as I can drive by myself, I can try and apply for a job.

My sister is doing way better. My parents had a talk with her, and also the talk was about sex. I think she knows better now. You see, her social-life behavior is more reasonable if she was 16 and more trustworthy…not a wild jailbait 13 year old. And now that we’re conserving money I hope she’ll take it well and not be so wild and bratty.

……other than that, yeah, there’s going to be very emotional and dark art coming round the cornor. Along with the feeling of hopelessness as I distract myself with movies and Youtube.