18/7/10

18/7/10

I watched Inception the film yesterday and it was really amazing. The story was really complex, riveting and tense. I will almost certainly be going to see it again. So it was almost inevitable that I would have a dream about it. It was a dammned good one too so I am frustrated I don’t remember it. All I know is that there were dreams within dreams, levels within levels, mazes that we (I am fairly certain there were a group of us) had to navigate, we were definitely hunting something/someone and reccuring dream guy was there.

6/6/10

6/6/10

I’m in Pembroke, with a friend we were cycling and had archery gear. We stop at a pub along the road to east gate. My friend disappears. I meet a guy. We play cards – a weird game with all sorts of different types of card (different sizes/things on them)
its a bit like shit head though. He is supposedly a dangerous type according to my disappeared friend, but to me he is just all round nice. He and I wander up the main street for some reason and into Pembroke town to the place he lives (this bit was a bit fuzzy as was the why I went with him when I had been warned he was a dangerous type).

We didn’t take my gear, or his big orange bag. anyway, when we get to his place, he leads me up to a room and mutters something about refreshments. I am left alone in his bedroom. It’s very sparsely furnished, and much tidier than mine, a fact I comment on to him when he returns with something to eat. The walls are mint green, there are some orangey brown bits like the bed throw – the bed is made of a similar coloured wood the thing I noticed most was a gorgeous painting on one wall near to the window (it was quite dim in the room, so it either had blinds/was v small.
The painting was of a white picket fence, with blue sky and fluffy clouds and white and yellow lillies. I think (in the dream) that I should try to re create that. Then he returns and we sit on the bed eating and talking until it’s time to go. We have finally remembered our stuff we left at the pub.

So we head back, wandering along the high street, only to see that my bow bag, and his bag (a tangerine coloured bag) have been dumped at the intersection of the east gate where the roundabout is. I mention they forgot to add the bike and then the dream faded.

5/6/10

Dream 5/6/10

I went to see the Rocky Horror show in Oxford last night, so it was probably a given that I would dream about that. I was with a guy, we get tickets worth a lot of money (£2008) vended free because I have won a prize ( I don’t know what competition I entered). Then we go into the theatre, sit down (in the upper circle area and then the dream shifted into a proper dream – which combined lots of weird stuff.

In the dream sequence there were butterflies – BIG atlas butterflies in the back garden of Goldburn Close – I was getting my camera to take pictures of them.

Then a God like being offered me a suit (not unlike Iron Man’s) and I take it and suddenly become very God like myself (fun!). Things happen and a BIG God comes along and does a song and dance about how much hard work it is to be a God. There’s planets and dancing involved. Then I woke up. It was quite enjoyable while it lasted.