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Miscellaney
yoga and dream sequences
2001-05-04 - 2:19am
a very vivid dream i had last night. if long ponderous boring dream sequences aren't your thing, the time to bail out is now.
i was looking out towards the bay, then i saw all these dinosaurs stomping and crushing their way through the bay. these were beautiful parrot colored dinosaurs of all shapes and sizes, squishing buildings where they step, and making big roars and trailing large globules of spittle. in my dream, i wasn't afraid, they were far off enough to not be harmful for a while. but then they got closer, closer-- and i knew i had to get myself ready. i like dreams where i prepare for armageddon.
i went home, and left a note for my brother for when he got home: "the dinosaurs are here" and some scribbled instructions on where to find me (twinge of love for my bro). then there was some serious dream time devoted to what i would bring and why- several of those butane oven lighter things with the red triggers and lots of butane. (in case stores got smashed and none would be available for some time, i would HAVE FIRE) good socks. my good hiking boots. my green tarp. my sleeping bag. garbage bags. and the stores where i could get some more stuff- except everyone else had the same brilliant idea and the lines for the cashiers were swamped. i rationalized that this was no time to be a fool, and just walked out with the stuff i needed. big booming footsteps were all over the city. people died before my eyes, getting eaten and ripped apart and stepped on. (i also recall being in class and walking out, realizing that i had no time to lose with getting ready)
i got the brilliant idea that i would fashion a tarp a la stinkbug (cover it with poop) and thus be able to cover myself when those pesky dinosaurs came around and tried to sniff for human mcnuggets to eat. i also lived in a hole in the side of a cliff and threw my feces down the side to deter would be mauraders (and against friendly visitorstoo, i guess). i survived for a while doing that, and then nature started taking back the world. humans became scarcer. i was hanging out roasting things over fires (i wasn't vegan in my dream) and becoming lonely for my brother and wondering where my parents were (knowing that they were dead) and going back to our house (kitchen) and one day the house was gone too. that's all i can remember...
this dream seemed like a common dream theme from when i was small, and had grandiose plans about running away with my brother and taking the world on. it's strange that i had this type of dream last night, and one so vivid i can transpose it almost 18 hours later. strange. i shall think about this some more and let you know what i think. i think the stinkbug apparatus was a stroke of genius though. if the world ends, you wanna be pals with me.
oo if i had that dream again, i would remember to get seeds of veggies i liked.
oof. night.