Visionary Dreams
Are you ready??
I don't think that you are. This page is dedicated to those people who wake up in the morning and can't remember a damned thing about their dreams. I feel for you people. Basically I'm going to recap my dreams for the folks back home because a majority of the time I can't possibly describe what goes on inside my head. Sometimes I wish I could plug myself into some kind of dream capturing machine so I could keep some of my dreams on video tape. But, words are the best we have, so here they are...my dreams.
3-20-01: Not only did I have a dream the other night about strangling my grandmother, my dreams are getting wierder. There is this new movie comming out called Momento. The movie starts from the end and goes back to the beginning. I am highly anticipating seeing this movie, and aparently it incorporated itself into my dream. I was hunting a friend's killer but I knew who it was and where they were. It was just getting to them that was the hard part. I was in a mall, and for some reason I found myself in a special coin shop. This shop had tons of quarters that were worth five dollars instead of 25 cents. I stole a handful of them and ran off. Tons of things happened that don't make any sense to me at the moment. Then I found myself driving to this guy's home. He lived by this amazingly cold and raucous ocean. My car slipped on some ice and went barreling into the icy waters. I climbed out and pushed my car back up onto the road. The owner of the home came out and offered me the chance to come back when the weather was warmer. How all of this correlates to a story, I have no clue. It was just all fucked up.
01-09-01: Well I have been having some really odd dreams the past two months, I just haven't been writing them down. But last night, I had a dream that shows you that your subconcious mind and your concious mind can really come in to conflict with each other. See, I was back in Lubbock visiting again, and I just found out that my friend Ryan decided to break up with his girlfriend Ashliegh to go back out with this girl Amanda that he dated in High School. Don't even begin to ask me the implications of that portion. Well, I decided to go watch this movie with my girlfriend Jennifer. Ryan was supposed to come, but like usual, he ditched me for his girlfriend. So when Jennifer and I got there, we met her old roommate Jennifer. Jennifer had my girlfriend Jennifer already with her there. I was freaking out because Jennifer was with me and there was a slightly distorted Jennifer with her old roomate Jennifer. So I had three Jennifer's on my hands...it was way wierd. The whole time I just sat there and wondered why Jennifer didn't look like Jennifer who was Jennifer's new roomate. Woah right?
Sometime in January 2001: Had a dream that I was going to get a second job in order to pay off my credit cards and to buy myself a Bari Saxophone. The whole dream I was debating with everyone on WHY I should get a second job. Everyone was against it, and when i woke up I thought to myself, "Brian, you don't even want to go to your FIRST job."
10-6-00: Well it's been a while but last night I think I may have perma fucked my psyche up with what was going on in my head. I was in this house with these two old Asian people. They kept having me do these tasks for them. One was to take this staff and go out into the streets. Whenever I would see a woman with breast implants I was supposed to stick the staff into their chest between their breasts and the breasts would deflate. When i was done with that I returned with the staff to their home and met their daughter who could perform spells and things of that nature. She was sitting at this small table reading this book. For some reason my dog was sitting down next to her and I was curious as to why. So I watched her start to chant this spell and all of a sudden my dog split into three separate dogs. One was a playful version of Mary, another way a scared version, and the third was a vicious version. I was trying to get her to change Mary back and she said that she didn't know how. So I got terribly mad and told her that I was going to kill her and then I started choking her. She looked at me while I had my hands around her neck and just started laughing. She told me that if I wanted my dog put back together I would have to find this man who lived somewhere in the city we were in. So I made a ton of flyers and just started handing them out on the street corner. I never did find the guy...and then I woke up.
9-19-00: So I haven't had a dream like this since the night before I started at Mix 100 in Lubbock, Tx. This time I was returning to radio and I was back in Lubbock. I was talking to my old boss Barbi Brown and she was offering me an afternoon slot...if I moved back to Lubbock. She gave me a trial run and, just like I did the first time I was on, sucked a big ass. But she offered me the job anyway and I went on to go to this party where everyone I used to work with was drinking and watching some movie.
9-12-00: I could never ever properly explain it. Lets just say it had to do with a community college, a 4 year university, a trip to some distant place, and a half naked fat chick.
9-10-00: Last night I dreampt I was Harry Potter. I was struggling against Lord Voldemort (You-Know-Who) and he had me held hostage. I was tossing and turning as I was struggling. He then took out his wand and pointed it at me. He fired this bolt at me and my whole unconcious exploded into light. I sat straight up in bed, and knew that there was something in my backyard. Within a second later my dog started barking and there was a rap on my back door. My roomates were home from a party and had locked themselves out. Talk about some sort of wierd intuition.
9-4-00: I dreampt my Schnookems told me that she was cheating on me with a girl that I dated in High School. She said, "Brian, remember the other day when you called and I didn't answer the phone?" I said, "Yes". Then she says, "Well that's because Molly had me up against a wall." I kinda just swallowed my pride and told her that it was ok, that I still loved her and understood. Then Molly shows up and starts telling me that I'm wrong for being such an asshole about the whole Molly-Schnookems thing and that I needed to be more open minded. I got angry because I was being open minded and stormed out of the bedroom.
9-1-00: Last night I had dreams all night where I had to pee. Whenever I had to go to the restroom I had to squeeze through this little hole in the wall to get into the bathroom. This was the WHOLE damned dream. Just me going to the bathroom, squeezing out of the hole and sitting down at this table and then five seconds later getting up again and squeezing back through that little hole.
8-25-00: Been a while hasn't it? Well this one pretyy much sums up my mood for today. I had a dream last night that my grandmother was incredibly sick. The whole dream started at my home, with my sister (who wasn't her age) and my brother (who i don't have). My sister was somewhat sick and she was going to begin living with my grandmother to perhaps make them both better. She was given an elixer to mix with a human kidney by a witch doctor. This was supposed to cure them both. She she made the concotion on the day that all of our friends were comming over to help move my sis and brother to grandma's. Well some of the guys got a hold on the elixer and started drinking it. It made them incredibly violent and then they all decided to leave. My sister and I tried the elixer and nothing seemed to piss us off...except that all our help left. So we finished packing and left for grandma's. When we got there I saw here. Her whole body pale, her face sunken, standing on her balcony in a robe. She told me how much she hurt, and how much the sickness was consuming her. I felt so deeply for her. Then she asked me to do her a favor while my sister was giving her the concoction. She asked me to take what looked like an ironing board, which she called a spine straightener, and fix it to the walls in the bathroom, 5 feet off the ground, horozontally. I did, and when that was ready she made a pole out of two tubes and began to swing on it in the bathtub, which was unusually full with water. Come to think of it, the whole bathroom was unusually wet. So she started swinging and let go. I jumped up and caught her on my shoulder, not wanting her to hurt herself. She scolded me and told me not to get in the way. She set herself up again and I decided I couldn't watch, so I left the bathroom. I didn't want to miss the feat though and I found a hole in the door to look through. I saw her fly across the bathroom and land flat on her back on the board, snapping the board and sending her to the floor. The bathtub broke and sent water all over the bathroom and I collapsed to the floor crying.
8-14-00: This may have no significance to anyone but my friends, but they're the only ones who read this shit anyway, so here I go. All my closest friends were standing out in front of Johnny O's house talking when I drove up. I went inside to say hello to Johnny O and heard his mom in the back bedroom playing pool. I asked Johnny O where he got the pool table and he said it was from Keys, another dear friend of mine. He also informed me that the TV and VCR in hisliving room were hers too. All of a sudden Keys shows up outside Johnny O's house and starts screaming about wanting her stuff back. Johnny O's mom comes out and wants me to go and talk some since into her. Johnny O's mom says that Keys brought the stuff over and just left it. "If you leave something and never come back to get it...you shouldn't get mad about someone keeping it." said Ms. O. So I went outside and calmed Keys down and came back inside to get her stuff back. When I walked back inside Johnny O's mom was playing some kind of Phantom of The Oprea-esque organ while Johnny O and I moved out all of Keys stuff and put it in Johnny O's truck. We take the stuff back over to Keys' house and then return to the O residence. While hanging out in the living room with "The Duck", yet another friend, Johnny O's brother decided to entertain us with Hand Puppets. We laugh at the hand puppets antics and I ask Brother O if this was his only puppet. He says no and then leads me to a room full of puppets. I laugh and start to play with them.
8-13-00: The swim with the Dolphins! Yes, last night I swam with Dolphins. It was really pretty cool. It started off with me at a 7-11, buying the newest candy bar out. A referbished Twix bar that had a fruit filling instead of the normal caramel. It still had all the cookie and chocolate, but fruit...you see. Then when I purchased it I walked outside and a guy really needed me to find something in this huge tank of water outside the 7-11. So I said sure. When I jumped into the tank all these Dolphins surrounded me. I jumped up on one of their backs and began to be taken all over the tank. It was easily one of the coolest dreams I've ever been privey too.
8-10-00: "We're talking 'bout a revolution...wheeeeell you know..." I have kicked off into a revolution themed week of dreams. Last night I dreamt that I was back in high school and all the students were preparing to revolt. I was trying to decide to revolt or not when I met the leader of the student uprising. We started talking and soon I was his assistant and we were leading the revolution. When it was time for the student walkout he made this awesome speech and everyone was so pumpped. When we left the school, we saw, surrounding the school, every student's parents. There was also a SWAT team and a ton of local police. Everyone waited for the count off and when we were finally told to go we all ran towards our parents. Somehow, I picked the spot where my parents were. They easily just let me pass through and I made it across the street. Just as I was heading up a small hill 4 machine gun shots rang out. I knew something horrible had hapened. So I sat down underneath a tree and awaited the horrible news. It wasn't a friend who told me though, it was my parents who walked up to me after all the kids had made it across the street. They chastised me for beginning this revolution which wound up killing a boy in my class. I cired and told them it wasn't my fault. I didn't bring the police.
8-9-00: Whoa...last night I think I may have had too much to drink because this dream was just full of ire. I was going to a family reunion and I began the dream having to leave my dog Mary Jane in the kennel. My parents were forcing me too and I was really pretty angry. So when they wern't looking I put her in my car and drove by myself to the reunion. During the course of the dream my day with the family kept getting worse and worse. I remember telling various members of my family that this was indeed the worst day of my life. Some of the things that were happening were just aweful. A couple of cousins and I were in the bathroom doing the usual human-bathroom things and all of a sudden my cousins were pissing on me! I ran out of the bathroom "pissed" as hell. (huh huh) Anyway, various other shitty things happened and finally I was fed up. I was sitting at a table mopeing, and I turned around and saw my cousin dipping Mary's foot into a glass of grape juice. That was the last straw as I walked over to him, grabbed the glass and poured it onto his head. My whole family was aghast and I took off out the front dorr with Mary by my side.
8-7-00: Last night I had a night long dream. I can vaugly remember portions of it that happened throughout the night, but during the entire sleep I was a reporter for a slightly minor newspaper...think along the lines of an Austin paper (The Statesman). Throughout the night I remember reporting on and writting various articles and such. We had this television in the corner of our main newsroom and I remember watching a documentary on Al Capone. My colleague and I were thinking that we wanted to go and do a groundbreaking story on Al Capone...in some shape or form. In the mail that day at the office were two tickets to Chicago. We had no clue where they came from, but we were anxious to go and try to dig up anything on the man. Sadly the dream ended as my alarm went off for work.
8-4-00: Last night's dream is a little sketchy, but here is the main jist of exactly what happened in my head. Apparently I had moved to Ohio and was on a little trip to see my parents in Lubbock, TX. I brought a friend with me and we were trying to decide on a route back to Ohio. Well my friend had never seen Atlanta, GA so she and I decided to hit it on the way back. Before we left, however, we decided to stop by the mall. Now this is where it gets crazy. On the second floor of the mall was an art school. Most of the art kids were laying down on the floor taking naps and being lazy. Well, I saw a blank canvas and a package of Crayons and decided to try my hand at some art. I started out by shading the entire background green and then filled in branches and things with black. I then drew in the center of my scene a waterfall with a couple of blue and white Crayons. One of the art students sat and stared at me in awe as I completed my work. Just as I put the finishing touches on my painting a war broke out on the first floor of the mall. Just as I was waking up another friend of mine and his dog were crawling up the escalator with wounds all over their bodies.
8-2-00: This one is a great dream to start the page off with because it has to be one of the most random dreams I've ever had. It basically consists of me interviewing Whiteny Houston at her super nice Duplex in Hollywood. It looked like a replica of a castle from the middle ages. I asked her why she still lived in a Duplex after becomming a super diva.
Me: So Whiteny, why do you continue to live in a Duplex after you've become one of the most recognized pop music singers in history?
Whiteny: Becuase i really enjoy living next door to my neighbors. We like them so much that we just decided to add on to the Duplex rather than moving.
At this time her neighbors come out and wave at the camera and we get a nice close-up of the couple. They DO look like nice neighbors.
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