Dreams dreams: dream on

Listening to: Japanese drumming from the OST of Ghost in the Shell

So why did I have the following dream last night? (some parts are violent, don’t read if you don’t want to/can’t handle it!!!!)

I am at some point close (or something) to this Malagasy guy. The face in question looks like no one I quite know. But I’m supposed to know this guy. Next thing I know, I apparently borrowed this guy’s sneakers and have walked out with them during the night. Streets look like Paris (for some reason!). Stranger still, inside the sneakers there is a label that reads the first name and last name initial of my last big crush… (WHY WHY WHY!!! I thought I had moved on here!)

Later, and this is where I really dislike the eerie weird movie feel of my dreams: a young teenage girl is attacking a child - the rightful mother laments - and strangely the child in question (the victim) looks like a puppet/doll. There is a strange “this is a play at work” feeling to this. Doesn’t change my utter sadness at the sight, but makes it an odd … sadness. (to me, the gesture in itself is way too violent to be ‘ok’ regardless of who or what is the victim).

So why. Why do I have such strange dreams? It’s really like it’s not about me but is about me, yet strangely reflects the fact I watch too many thrillers and weird movies (Dexter, Deadwood, Lost and Prison Break are amongst my current favorite series. Any that you read as non-violent here?).

My Tarot reading for today was strange as well… Well getting ready for another night out. I have to stop saying I’m not sociable… I’m going out (again) Saturday too normally!

~ by Insane Mind on June 14, 2007.