Dream 12-3-09: Gay Captain Kirk and Dr. Who Movie

Dream 12-3-09

 

Somehow it all began in the bathtub.

Meaning, a bathtub in the dream. Somehow crawling out of it into some wooded area was I, Captain Kirk of the Starship E nterprise, with a cowboy hat in gayish clothing. I had been trapped here against my will by some man, who was..Khan from the episode Space Seed. Worse, he now looked like my old crush…Dracula from Van Helsing.

This Khan/Dracula was forcing me, Kirk, to show he/me was quite gay. It worked frankly, because we rolled together by the log we were sitting on and went into a dream-warped version of the 69 position. From there I was either turning into Kirk participitating, into myself with woman parts, or being in the point of view of a nearby purple mushroom wittnessing the wettish-dream.

I do remember waking up from…that…and residing back into sleep. My sleep forthwith gave me more dreams, this time relating to the fact there was an outdoor movie screen where our old shed used to be, stadium chairs, and behindish to the left in our tree grove were stalls selling DVDs, video games, and stuff.

First the film. The film in fact was a made-up Doctor Who film with David Tennant and companion…older fattish guy in blue. As the doctor goes about doing things, it comes up he’s reminising and missing his lover…er, old friend The Master. I also see my dad and Emily are in the audience watching, and I feel the hope that he would be impressed by the new Doctor series.

Soon minerature puppet figures of a gayish Doctor and John Simm as The Master come up, and they’re tap dancing with cane and top hats! and seriously I swear it was Simmy’s voice so perfect…they were singing and mocking poor Doctor. 😦

I left the staduim to go Christmas shopping. Therein I bought a heavily advertised Gauntlet 2 game for PlayStation 2 for my brother. Going to back, there were candies and beanie babies. And rice Krispie treats! I took a free sample, but I snuck another under the silly teenager eyes of the boy running the thing, as dad passed by chatting with someone, to the pine tree.

That was basically it, right there…

Clowns and Kirk: Dream 5-23-09

Dream 5-23-09

Somehow or another I was in my room, and then uncle Doug ordered me to take some pictures down that were near the floor. I did, but a Red Death picture was brutally ripped, and I set it aside, horrified.

Soon it became clear that there was young Captain Kirk here, and that he must meet with his future girlfriend for the future t be rewritten!

It was another room, balcony, thing, overlooking a sprawling city and the sea, and there we arranged for his parents to have dinner with her. Meanwhile as the table was set on the large white balcony he was fighting with a school buddy, and I helped, showing that because I was a girl I could still fight. everything went as planned, and I leaped off the balcony, saving Star Trek’s future.

I leaped into a neon structure, surrounded by people, suddenly running and screaming down some steps with me. It turns out a soccor team ate exploading purple heart cookies, and as I watched from the distance the large stadium blow up! It was very disheartening.

Then I went to a pool with DraculeaRiccy, a friend from DeviantART. There in the pool was a bone that was from Pennywise the clown. *from STephen King’s novel and movie IT* Screaming, I warned everyone to stay away from it, but Riccy didn’t listen and dove after it, since she likes evil clowns. I dove after her to save her…and we went through a whirlpool…

Down into shallow, non-chlorine water, with a small concrete beach, and a hallway leading to a bathroom and a dark room with wooden walls with two bunk beds, a dresser, and small toys and trinkets…and bloodstains. Climbing out of the water Riccy and I went to the bathroom to check the thing out, then while she was in there inspecting toothbrushes I headed out the beech. The shallow water was a foot and a half deep, and led like a river *lit by some white lights* around a bend and…out peeked Pennywise.

Letting out a scream I ran to Riccy and told her, telling her to hide and I closed the door, ran into the dark bedroom unto the bottom bunk, hiding under some thick covers. Peeking out Pennywise went into the bathroom, then came out, not even looking into the bedroom and waded his way out and to the bend…turned around and waved at me! He saw me!

Crawling out I checked on Riccy, who had hidden well too…somehow…anyways, we headed to our beds and slept, soon waking up to find some food out on a table on the beach. We ate, knowing we were captives due to the fact we couldn’t escape!

Pennywise soon came out, making some vile low laughter and waded to us, stock still in our seats. I felt utterly cowed as he towered over us with a wicked smile.  He went into some hidden closet, and I took my chance! I ran round the bend, the inside of the house seemingly like a warped version of my grandmothers. I felt if he caught me in his house I woudl be punished, and, finding a screen door and finding a pointy spoon I quickly and hurridly began to rip apart the screen to hopefully freedom…

I was pulled back and pushed over to the bed in the green-yellow room, sititng on it. He hands were on my shoulders, and strange images of me poledancing…for him…were bombarding my brain. I felt they were put there by HIM, not my own, his attempts to scare me, his yellow suit close to me. I was feeling suffocated and dominated at the wild images he was putting in my brain. Soon I almost swooned and closed my eyes in the dream, opening them to find Pennywise sitting behind me with me in his lap and hands kneading my back…as if this massage would make me relaxed into submission…

I woke up quite soon at that.

Star Trek: a Review of the Re-boot.

Star Trek. My GOD!

As some might know, or others don’t, I am a Trekkie. I was raised upon the VHS collectors set of all the Original Series episodes. I had also experienced VHS episodes of The Next Generation when my half-brother, more into that series, was around the house. And a smattering of Deep Space Nine and Voyager. Not to mention most of the first season of Enterprise. Ick.

And all the Star Trek movies.

Being in a Trekkie family like that while also appreciating Star Wars at an equal level, no wonder I found the re-boot…and it’s also a continuation…of Star Trek extremly wonderful. The plot was Trekkish, the Red Matter was Trekkish, the characters well casted and recreated *except for Uhura, didn’t like her*, the references to past movies and such was wonderful! Amazing movie!

My only complaints would be the lack of the Star Trek theme throughout the movie’s score except for the end.

The fact Vulcan blew up made me sad.

No other complaints, really. 🙂

They catered to the original series with it’s style of clothing and references with only a few allusions to TNG and beyond. For those loyal to OS, it will be amazing. To those who hate OS, well, you’ll still enjoy it but this is about the original that started it all, not your TNG stuff or prequels like Enterprise.

I also found the Lensflare effect with the camera work very nice, actually.  Another complaint is the modern camera work of the fight scenes.

Star Trek, is now cool again.

Fabio Lust. Dream 4-27-09.

Dream 4-27-09.

The early part of this dream is pretty vague. Apparently I’ve inherited four plots of houses that look almost exactly alike. Somehow Satan is involved, like I am his ward in these homes. I am constantly afraid he’ll demolish them while I’m in the city.

Then I see him, high above, tall and red with his horns and his face. He wishes to destroy the city, and I run, watching my mom hold my sister’s hand as if they were shopping and now running away. I run too, under the hot sun and the silver skyscrapers.

I turned back, only to see Satan smiling, and there, standing over me was Fabio himself, shirtless.

I felt an incredible pull to him, a pull of lust. He was smiling in all his cheesy-grin glory, closer and closer he stood against me, tempting me to touch and take and let him…

I had woken up. It was still very dark out, and since the dream was short I was sure it was late at night still.

But I moaned. I wasn’t fully awake, I could see his face but I wasn’t completely aware! I could see him touching me and I felt so, so aching for him. But I knew I was awake, I could hear and see my dark room  but I was writhing in my bed, the dream fading and so was my moaning outburst for him.

I could barely understand it. I thought I liked making fun of him but apparently he is just too romantic…and my dream confirmed I love him.

I settled back down to sleep…

The plots of land were still there I though, but as me and my sister traversed the dirt road in the country the bulldozers had destroyed the homes! We and to hide before Satan saw us, and so we ran down the road, with more trees, and quickly went across the street to a bird santurary. The lady put us in the bathroom, expecting us if we were to hide there to feed this rare leech.

I didn’t want that. So I ran, past the galleries and outside, looking to get away.

I met grandma, and so we made our way down the street and into a small town, looking for black slippers since my shoes were worn. We glanced at the small shops and homes at the street, nothing selling slippers…but there was a log cabin, as we passed deeper and deeper down the road with the trees and less homes, that I knew was a tea shop from another dream before.

And then we were in a dark age village, and there was an odd man who looked like Q from Star Trek, with an even weirder hat in his judge costume.

I did not like that.

We began to run, grandma even more frantic because she knew who he was! There were armored guards behind us running after us, gaining speed as we ran. By the time we reached the driveway of the bird sanctuary we were pinned to the dirt, hogtied and place on these large pieces of paper with a peculiar symbol, and they acted like a sled as we were dragged back struggling to the judge-man.

Back at the village he looked over us, checking my tied limbs. I felt incredibly vulnerable, his mouth in a peculiar and creepy grin. He had us tied to a post by the hut, and he sat a little ways away watching and plotting. I feared what he wanted to do.

Somehow I wriggled from the ropes and began to run again! I ran fast, past the sancutary with the gaurds, to the left, down the beech and up a mountain with large steps. When I got to the top, triumphantly, I hid in a bush and the guards passed. I made my down, and…tiredly…limped my way to the sanctuary. I was so very tired and fell, almost fainted, weak, at the driveway…

And could barely move as once again I was hog tied and being dragged back to the judge.

I woke up around then.

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