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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.

Pavi Museum Blue Lake: Dream 5-14-09

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 14, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 5-14-09.

Somehow it all began, on Beech Road, where I dressed up as the Penguin on Gaiaonline, a website I go to for fun.

Then, I saw people angry at me, as I move with my laptop up the road away from my house because I didn’t use the ‘proper’ penguin items. I felt stalked, and lost, and began to ran. There was danger, I was running from something…as I went down Eisenhower Road, *where it leads to an elementary school I used to go to* and behind me, down the winding path of the woddsy green suburbia was the light of a car…it was night.

I ran and ran, and there on a hill I saw a weird…veranda porch thing, which I went inside following a black man. Inside was white kinda-casual office room, with celebirties which I cna’t recall. One of them was one of the Largo siblings from Repo! The Genetic Opera which I hadn’t seen that movie yet. However there was one character that freaks me out, and that’s one of her brothers, Pavi Largo. With fear I entered the next room, which was dark and there standing was Pavi Largo and Marilyn Manson himself! I shied away from them, but they didn’t appear to give me much attention, and I went across the room to some steps, into a dark room that had curtains that let in very little light. There was a stainded glass pane of…like…a purple-green designs, it moved…and pointed to a door.

I went out and swam in the lake. I was very happy in my blue bathing suit and came back. Somehow I was on a ground level of sand with teenagers about, and the porch-veranda over there! There was also another porch but it was taller *the other porch-veranda was on a hill, that abrutply was cut off by the other one at ground level* I saw a person fall out of a chute in the middle, screaming in shallow water before crawling otu and running away, and then KISS was preforming there. The people in the fold up chairs watching had laughed at the person, now enjoyin the rock conert.

Dad was there besides me, and because apparently I worked here I got in free. I was in charge of the fire alarm and, looking at the black man at the porch thing, I knw I had some responsibility to do and that I really didn’t want it. for the fire alarm, I had to play this simple sheet music which I lied to dad that I knew it, and had instructions in case of an underground fire. Apparently, there were caves.

Dad left and I wandered about, and went back into the veranda so I could go swimming again. However, no one was inside, and as I explored the dark room in the far right corner was not the end, but hallways of dimly lit dressing room. There was a large space against the wall I looked at. And turned around to face Pavi Largo and Marilyn Manson, who were advancing on me and pinned me to the wall and floor.

I struggled, confused about the Manson part but I was being subject to kissing and their weights combined on my person. Manson was ravishing my neck and groping in my shirt while Pavi…his hands were touching me, in my jeans fondling me and making me gasp and moan. He was smiling and I just kept staring, fading in and out of  sensation before being pushed down. I crawled, blindly, and fell down the chute, and into the water of that porch, crawling out hoping the crowd would pity a victim of violation. I crawled, crawled to a greek temple filled with light and made it to my feet.

There, I met Andi who was smiling and handed me her pet Dachsund, while I was tyring to tel lher Pavi could have raped me. She ran off, and I walked the dog around the temple…then looked down off the edge. We were in the sky over a glacial snowy landscape, the ‘second floor’ The veranda iin the corner wiht the black man, and some buildings, pillars around the swaying in imaginary wind, with some rich old people inside oblivious to the danger.

I woke up.

Bike Ridin’ Rows: A Dream

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , on April 3, 2009 by Sahkmet

My room was fine, I stood and looked out the hallway.

There was a man. He was dark, short hair, in a large Victorian overcoat. His eyes glittered like rubies. He made his way, making cooing and hissing sounds to my room where I hid and closed the door. He said he was from the parrel-universe. I could see for myself.

I saw again the bathroom. It was normal. I went back to my room, knowing dad had come home and went to bed, smiling as he waved past me and went to his room.

I returned to the bathroom hearing nothing but the wind and darkness. I saw a gaping hole from where the window was; the entire wall was gone. The outside was a turmoil of a dark thunderstorm, my heart was pounding; the world looked like it had ended. The yard, and apartments behind the wall and everything was shattered and gray.

I had passed through into the bathroom and hopped down to the garden. I was in the parrel universe.

It seemed some time had passed, actually. Now it was sunny, the trees were overgrown and I was planting a garden. The world was a mess and so I had planted pumpkins and everything to sustain myself food.

Oddly I saw a mother and a baby deer prancing about. They asked me to join them, and I became a deer! I do not know how but I frolicked through the neighbor’s yard and in the pine trees with them.

It started to snow, and there was the abandoned house over there. I went inside, the whole place was a cozy three room home with sofas and red carpet and walls and a raccoon. Then I saw people outside, and shut the curtains, hoping to not be disturbed with my new deer family.

Somehow I was, for I turned into a human again and had to deal with the mob outside who wanted my food. I ordered them to till up their own yards and plant their food. They all left, carrying packets of seeds.

Again, much time seemed to pass. No longer was I standing in my white nightgown, I had a blue and black skin-tight suit! I decided to check up on my neighborhood *which is a dead end street and long but not too long, surrounded by woods in reality* and got on my matching motorbike and put on my helmet.

There was some deja vu again. In my dreams, my home street is filled with references to other dreams involving my suburb, including houses from another dream, actions, and seeming the street went on for a long, long time. In one dream there was a mansion and inside was the floors falling apart. That was in my dream too. And then one recent dream before that at the end of the road was deep in the woods, near a lake, with a building and an exit sign…it’s hard to describe.

And so on my motor bike I went down, down the road, looking at people’s yards in the sunlight as they plotted their own gardens. I winded and went down the gravel road, pleased at my speed and how fast and cool I was. Then I finally came to the dead end.

There people there, in similar motorbikes and suits and regular bicycles. I dismounted, and hitched myself and the bike on a traveling railway. It was basically, the ‘railway’, a long, curving, metal pole you attach yourself to in rotation which transports people, this metal pole-line, through the misty blueish woods to some building, which I was about to find out. The building had characteristics from that previous dream too.

I got on, whizzing past the forest to the building. Many people were there, mostly children and I entered up the concrete stairs.

There was a giant pool-ground play place. It was actually a Christian church of some sort, people were bathing and playing with their children. They believed they were safe from the outside world, with the preachers teaching and standing at the podiums where they stood. I watched, sneaking into the hotel for a moment and discovered there was a secret movie theatre. I came back out, hoping n one would catch me, and I saw my brother playing with some kids in the swimming pool. I was glad he was safe.

I left through the water park, being looked at like a non-believer and went on my way, to the deju again exit sign, past the winding stairs in the white concrete and people.

Alas, I thought I had parked my bike *somehow or another* outside the building and it was stolen. So I used a speedy, smaller, strange red tricycle. I was pedaling through and through a dreamy downtown, with small buildings, shops and boutiques and a glittery McDonalds arcade, gold and casino place down some of the roads. I peddled quiet fast through, with my odd steering capabilities as the sun set and the day grew gray and cloudy and almost into night.

Soon I had reached the new way to get to my street. There was a wall around and the only way through was to clamber through a breaking-down shack that had belonged to Freddy Krueger. An internet friend of mine and another random person were there with me as he clambered our way to the other side of the wreckage barely standing, that was wooden, warm, red and some green. I had the fear he would come out and attack me, but I made it through and pedaled my way down the road, the sun rising, and feeling happy as I neared home and looked at the gorgeous mansions and houses that in reality, don’t actually exist on my street.

*The End*