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Dream 5-2-10: Being the Knave of Hearts

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2010 by Sahkmet

Dream 5-2-10

I haven’t done a dream journal in ages, and its not like nobody’s been avidly reading them. Time for a new entry, I guess

This time I was in and out of the POV of Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland character The Knave of Hearts, aka Ilosovic Stayne. Before you judge me, know that after a year suffering through the popular teenager-girl fandoms that have not interested me at all (Twilight, Naruto, Bleach, Vampire Kisses, House of Night, etc.) I finally got a franchise that I actually enjoy and squeal about immaturely like the fangirl that I’ve always wanted to be. My maturity on this cash-cow film has been thrown out the window.

So, the whole land of Underland was my grandma’s suburb. There I was, in the head of some GIjoe dude and the army watching and patrolling as our ever dashing tall villain Knave of Hearts was on his horse, parading around trying not to be suspicious. Then I saw the Knave go into our white minivan and turn into some sleezy cartoon version of himself. Out popped a life-size version of Berkely Beetle, a weasily character from Don Bluth’s Thumbelina that I saw as a kid. Don’t ask me why he was there, for then they were talking nonsense and the beetle-man disappeared.

I was then in the Knave’s point of view as that character. The suburb turned into our own street right when the Queen of Hearts appeared demanding the Jabberwocky be let loose. So, I headed out, leaving the GIJoes behind as I made my way down the street. In the movie its unclear where the dragon’s located, so frankly I had barely a clue where to go, so I went with the flow. Eventually on the way down the street I was on my horse again, and the police car following me stopped.

The end of the street was deja vu. From a previous dream *the cat one* the park beyond our dead-end fence was a giant secluded lake, but it was still being worked on. A half-finished giant pink vicious rabbit statue was in the middle of the water. Regardless of that the bank was flooded, and I knew something was living in the puddle. To the left was the brown house, this time with workers working on it. To the right right up next to the edge of the street was a row of small houses. The story was, there was a hardworking mother who lives there but she’s old and can only sleep or eat beans. Her children she didn’t raise hardworking and they left her there, lazy-asses as they were. What did that story in the dream have to do with anything? The fact the Knave who patrols these ‘lands’ knows his subjects?

In any case hte Queen and an entarouge arrived, and she said some magic words and wiggled her hands. The Jabberwocky appeared from the lake, to do havoc.

I then woke up, strangely at 6 in the morning and hour and a half before I would normally wake up.

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Disney Buying Marvel Comics

Posted in News Updates Other Than My Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 31, 2009 by Sahkmet

’tis true!

Article.

This could mean potential bad news but, it appears, mostly good for the Marvel comics industry, Disney is buying plenty of shares of the company. Together Marvel Comics and Disney will use Disney’s fine team of professionals to further their business, merchandising and other such things.

However when one thinks of Marvel, one thinks of the badass X-men, of Spiderman and the Fantastic Four, Iron Man and Thor. Classic characters of our modern culture and fantastic adventures still stocking our bookstore shelves. Why would Marvel need Disney to help it along? They certainly make enough off movie companies with successful film franchises, further burgeoning along the comic book boom. *though I have noticed that it’s DC that’s been winning, with Batman and Superman graphic novels that seem to be more intelligent and captivating…not to mention Smallville and The Dark Knight.*

Then one thinks of Disney for children entertainment, Winnie the Pooh and Miley Cyrus. However Disney isn’t as innocent as you think nor is it just animation and pop stars. More and more Disney’s image is becoming many, many things and an important growing part of the business world, an industry-power. With the acquisition of Marvel, Disney now has the ability to further put Marvel in the spotlight with more merchandising, ideas, etc. I believe this is a ploy for both companies: Disney gaining a new ally under it’s belt in industry-domination and Marvel to ‘gain more speed’ in it’s Cold War race with DC Comics. Plus, Marvel itself is catering towards kids anyways.

My Old Handwritten Dream Diary

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 30, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dreams from the past.

Whilst rearranging my drawers of my bedstands, I found my old draconic-looking notebook. Inside I kept track of a few important dreams of mine from yonder, hand-written by a sloppy dark pen.

My most important dream ever was recorded here.

Dream Feburary 1, 2006. Grandma’s house overnight.

I was passing strange creatures in cloudy wodded areas. Then, I saw things along with a realisitic Grim Reaper, enter a labyrinth. I saw the top, and the reaper left.

I seemed to be wearing blue. I entered the pathway and watched myself walk to a doorway. I then had realizied that I was to decode the wall and get into the tomb to save the last of the humans. Then there was a time limit. It seemed like a game, to decode. I had to find clues in a book of altered Shakesphere plays. One was about a boy starting a choir. Then, Death was slowly coming to me in the maze. The dream skipped the opening of the door, and walked into the hallway into the ivy tomb. I saw images of people rejoicing and thanking the Lord and me for saving them.

Then, the time was up. I had done the mission, but then Death appeared. My name was not in the book of death and I answered, ‘Why have you come?’ He answered ‘Because I want to.’ Suddenly a scream was heard, and what seemed to be my dad with the people burst into the tomb.

Everywhere, blood and guts were splattered. There, the blood was my blood. I had died a needless gorey death. All that was left on an alter was a sipke of thing wood and the shredded red muscle meat of my body, piked in a quivering pile.

Death was on trial. The people had my remains on a funeraly pyre, and they were booing and crying out at the evil of Death. Death had wanted to kill me, and succedded. Death lied that he felt sorry for killing me. He then left the crying people, and suddenly Death was bound with wires. He yelled in fear, as if the Gods would punish him, but there was a thick fat vile man, creating more evil to Death’s bones. Then, Death made a vile, hearty echoing laugh of evil, and his laugh of triumph carried off as the scene rose up into the blue misty evening sky through a valley, at the sound of violins. Then I woke up at 4:15 AM.

I believe the terrifle thing showed my sacrifice for the good to live. But my sacrifice was in vain.

Well wans’t that delightful?

Now for I recorded the earliest dream I remembered. 1995?

I had created flower people and a pansy-flower girl looked like a holland dutch girl with shoes, bonnet and dress. She was a princess fairy, and she stumbled unto a bee’s nest in the maple tree by our driveway. Then she fell into a pit dug by Mr. Beetle of “Thumbelina”. He then sounded like a song we heard in our childhood about a Jamacian tax man. He was gambling at a table dishing out cards with the girl behind him tied up, and she was dressed in rags.

Another early dream from a stay up north, maybe less or a year more after that one.

Captain Hook was at the end of a multi-colored lane in the dining hall and kitchen up North. He was urging us to go on it and lead to him.

(Note: My grandma’s house was the only time we could watch Peter Pan.)

This one was much later. I think maybe 2005, 06.

Another dream was weird. A large, dark aviary took up the entire large family room up North. I went out of it, and it had budgies in it. I went into the kitchen to find a red carpetted hallway that was tall and went really way down. The cieling was high and I ran down it. I came across a room where there was an orchestra rehearsal in the yellow lighted room. My brother and sister were tumbling about further down the hallway in the distance.

As it’s written, “Still another”.

I was a white bat and I was trying to fly over a mini highway in the garden with the ice cream cones. Then, a person grabbed my ankle and tried to pull me back, but I won and went into the swamp to a lake. When the bat awoke, I was in a boat on the tall Wall at the end of our yard, still being hunted by the person.

This was the last dream entry of the book.

I hope you’ve enjoyed the little peek into my childhood subconcious. Early on my dreams were mostly set at my grandmothers….but from that last one, more and more till this very day it deals with my front and back yard, down the street left and right and the wonderland hidden in the Wall.

Darth Vader and Captain Hook: A Dream 5-5-09.

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 6, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 5-5-09.

The beginning is a bit muddled. Somehow I’m some girl in a dress, going about and flying in Neverland, when I’m captured by Captain hook and the pirates, brought down to their ship in the dark.

For some reason I have sex with Captain Hook. DISNEY Captain Hook. THAT ONE.

I didn’t want it but seriously the only Hook I want is Jason Isacc’s Hook, not the animated one!

After that I was being paraded around…donuts…with the pirates…and then…

Some how then I was back in reality, a girl scout and some Girl Scouts around me were in Grandma’s yard, putting creasent slices of cake and orange cookies on their faces. Eventually the went away, and I was there with my sister.  I flew to the house roof, and, closing my eyes, feel backwards flapping my way down slowly. However when I reached the concrete my sister was yelling how I could have died, though I was in control. Grandma went outside, and somehow the concrete patio was reallly, relaly long and subdivided by the wooden fence. Following her by flapping, I came past a dark deadend, and under the wood…

Landed in an alternative version of the Carbon freeze chamber of <i>The Empire Strikes Back</i>.

I was running about, constantly seeing Darth Vader looking at me! I ran to another room , his lightsaber drawn, at a pace behind me and I was in a storage chamber with bright lights and red boxes. I backed up to a corner with some tables, and a bounty hunter plus Vader with a yellow saber was about to kill me! 😦

I raised my hands begging not to, I was there under the gaurd of the bountyhunter,  sitting there as Vader went aobut his business with stormtroopers and Imperial officers. I saw a camera watching me, mirroring in red that I was sitting there. Behind me, a purple heatvent.

I ran and ripped it apart, crawling down and down the wall and found another one soon. Another room almost like it. I went out but slid down a metal chute to a pile of boxes in a narrow long hall, with the chute, that lead to the room. Vader was there and not. Pleased.

O_O

I started to try and clamber up the metal and he threw lightsabers at me! I somehow activated a forcefield and blocked them! I ran, expelling energy to protect me as I went past him and lightsabers went and hit. I ran and ran form stormtroopers and Vader, down the hall, to the left to another giant room, up stairs and leaped off at the top…

I was floating, flying across, slowly descended over a small mini dessert. And I knew, I did NOT want to land.

Dream ended.

FAIL Toys.

Posted in Fun Stuff with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 30, 2009 by Sahkmet

Reviews of toys from your childhood and now and how awful, or inapropiate, or weird, or silly they are.

FAIL: Pregnant Barbie.

FAIL: Spongebob singing rectal thermometer. *gross!*

FAIL: Dora the Explorer Aquapet. *suggestive packagaing*

FUNNY: Gene Simmons Plasma Lamp. One weird lamp.

FUNNY: Dog Food for kids. Even his dog didn’t eat it…

FAIL: Hulk Hogan Cheeseburger. *FAAKKEEE CHEEESE*

FAIL: Spiderman Walkie-talkies, easter eggs, breakfast cereal, popcorn, soda pop, Pringles, and knock-off action figures.

FAIL: Masturbating Pluto?

FAIL: Bumblin’ Pooh with the Cooking with Pooh cookbook, which I actually have!

FAIL: Perverted New York and knock-off Pooh products.

FAIL: Barbie and her pooper-scooper doggie.

FAIL: Disgustingly sweet but wholesome Barbie cereal and Cherry-motif prostitute Barbie dolls. *Bratz rip-off*

FAIL: Go Diego Go! Punching bag.

FAIL: Boob growing Skipper doll!

The Mousetrap Chapter 40

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 25, 2009 by Sahkmet

Newest chapter of my The Great Mouse Detective fanfic!

The Mousetrap chp. 40.

The Princess and the Frog: Traditional Disney Animated Movie.

Posted in Fun Stuff, News Updates Other Than My Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 17, 2009 by Sahkmet

I’m sure you might have known the news…

Disney is releasing later this year it’s first African-American princess, and the first official one in quite a few years. Not only that but thankfully it’s actually 2D animation like the good-ole days of yore. *HAND ANIMATED CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?* Hopefully it’ll be classic as Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid, Aladdin, and The Lion King in quality, songs, art and character. Hell I want to see it in theaters!

The style: It’s set in New Orleans. Involving jazz, frogs, voodoo and all that stuff that is much different than the usual European-royal fare of the majority of Princess movies of Disney. Course we have in similar vein the Arabian tale of Aladdin. Definitly not set in white-man’s culture. 😀 We actually have a black princess!

And then comes the villain. MY GOD. I found an article with new pictures of the characters and…like…wow…I’m so glad he’s so dark looking. Seriously, it’s been a long, long, painful while since we’ve had a movie that appears to harken to the days when cartoons were dark and violent in the 80’s and 90’s…and kids liked it. WOW. I HAVE CHILLS DOWN MY SPINE and it’s only a painting we have and nothing else.

First look at the characters.

IMDB archive.

I am giddy with excitement. And even also the beautiful, grand project of Rapunzel that they’re working on. *unfortunately pink mostly*

It’s a big, beautiful step for animation.