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fly on the wall
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7/16/2008 10:56:36 PM
---- Updated 7/16/2008 11:00:09 PM
I had a dream last night. It was troublesome.
I was out on the street and everywhere I turned there were signs with annoying messages. Most of them said "You must compromise" or "Time to compromise" or "Compromise or die". I received a check for 10,000 bucks and wanted to buy myself some comics and an old pinball machine but there was this woman I've never seen before who would pop up and say "You're not buying that." Before I could get "Yes I am" out of my mouth, the store proprietor said "That machine is not for sale" and then somebody came in right after me and he sold it for half of what I was going to pay. I went to confront the guy who had refused me and he had turned into a baby with a snake's head. At this point I went and got in my car down the block and tried to drive away but there were these crazy road signs that said Do Not Enter in all directions. I rammed this wood roadblock and headed down that street and looked down on my dashboard and there was a bright red blinking light that said engine failure. It was then I remembered that I had to pick up my girlfriend who was flagging me down from in front of an icecream store. I picked her up and she spilled her icecream cone on me and it was so cold I hit the gas really hard and ran off the road and crashed into a minibus filled with all kinds of 4 legged creatures who had their heads out the window. There was an antelope, a donkey, a horse, an emu with the head of a giraffe, and a talking bear. The bear said "Got any honey?" I grabbed my girlfriend's hand and we fled the scene, running towards a local bank. We went in and like it was planned, I pulled a realistic looking toygun out of my jacket pocket and we robbed the bank, becoming international criminals. They called us the Icecream Bandits cause I had black raspberry icecream all over me and my girlfriend was still eating hers as she scooped the bags of money into my shopping cart with one hand. We tied up the 6 people in the bank and as soon as we got outside, casually walked thru one end of the Farmers Market and out the other and got away.
Then the dream resumed as we were considering beautiful mansions we were going to buy with our money. We spent a long time picking one out that had its own dock,near a fresh water stream leading into the ocean, a hut with a bed and a guitar and a desk, and some weeping willow trees. We told the agent this is the one we want and the agent said "I can't sell that to you. I'm buying it."
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The Man With No Band
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7/16/2008 11:14:05 PM
Wow Fly ! .... Do you think you could back track over your movements before you crashed and had this dream ? .... I'm sure that you must have landed on some good Sh*t somewhere ... and we need to locate that stash... :)
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7/17/2008 1:48:29 AM
What I could do with a memory like that ... paranoia would take on a whole new level
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Conversation Suicide
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7/17/2008 4:14:17 AM
fly, what would we do without crazy, humourous, and poetic souls like you and anjuli up in here. Keep it comin' brutha & sista
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fly on the wall
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7/17/2008 7:42:18 AM
Continuing my dream, I then threw a haymaker and sent the real estate agent, Mr Duewick, careening into his file cabinet. Then me and my lady took a hot air balloon ride to the Big Apple to buy her a negligee and right around the Statue of Liberty a big gust hit us and the balloon started to rise up into the clouds. I was starting to get scared and we were both suffering from a lack of oxygen but we decided to have sex to get our minds off the impending disaster. She was really hot, it seems that utter doom is an aphrodisiac. After some post-sex cuddling, I heard the sound of wind chimes and submerged into a peaceful feeling, even more peaceful than I usually feel after an orgasm. Our balloon had found this enchanted land hiding in the highest clouds. At first I thought it might be heaven and we might have died but when I saw the icecream stain on my T-shirt I came back to the reality of the dream, as it were.
There was a signpost at the entrance of the new city in the sky that said Welcome to Decipher. We leaped out of the balloon and went for a walk or should I say a float thru the streets. The first thing we came to was a combination restaurant/miniature golf course where it seemed the main thing on the menu was reuben sandwiches but neither of us were hungry and to my disappointment, they had no soup. I recognized a woman there and it was my first grade teacher. I shouted out Mrs Minter! and she shook her head and told me I was such a disappointment. Then a swarm of bees attacked her and we had to get out of there because her screams of horror were piercing. We ended up at a jacuzzi filled with hot grape juice and I thought to myself that I did not want to return to earth even if I could figure out a way. Just as I was having that thought, the bottom dropped out, and me and her and the jacuzzi went plummeting towards earth. Then I grabbed on to my girlie for dear life, we tumbled down towards the planet we used to call home. I looked for the jacuzzi which was gone but right where it was I saw Iggy Pop with a parachute holding a microphone. I said "Iggy?" and he nodded. I remembered we were falling fast and by the time I decided to ask him to hitch a ride on his chute, he was way above us and couldn't hear me. I started to see the countryside coming closer and my girlfriend said we're going to die and it was just then I remembered I was a fly and told her to hold on, we're goin' to Vegas. What a close call.
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7/17/2008 1:45:34 PM
---- Updated 7/18/2008 3:57:05 PM
That certainly is a troublesome dream for sure!!! At least you remembered you had wings and grabbed your girlie... before you both became pancake on the pavement... so to speak.
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fly on the wall
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7/17/2008 11:57:43 PM
I would tell you all what happened in the Vegas part of the dream but what happens in dreams about Vegas stays in Vegas.
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7/18/2008 3:54:23 PM
Have you ever been there over New Year's?
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Conversation Suicide
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7/19/2008 3:34:45 AM
Actually Butterfly -- I was there around new years, but I can't tell you anything about it because....well... as you know
"what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" DOH!!
-confusion suicide
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