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day, dressed in brown, traveled with one other individual, we traversed a great desert, a mix of plains and dunes, when i looked back at the mountain range we originally came from i noticed a city of mansions.another odd after dream observation is i remember not feeling hot or thirsty, the thought slipped my mind till the end of the dream and that is probably why i woke up. This made me think of a real life experience i was thinking of too. if life is but a dream, totally guided by your mindset, then why should i feel certain things. like why should i feel hot in a desert, thats just what they want me to think. whatever.

well im in this beautiful valley covered in bright green grass, day time, at the bottom of the valley of course, where common folk belong. This valley is actually a zone, a park zone, full of children with law enforcement watching your every step from the sky. Im wandering with some friends looking for a place... also i am introducing my cat this new zone so that she may become familiar with it. because my cat is actually my computer who makes maps for me. maps of hightened seneses that my human qualities are to weak to percieve. her map making ability includes the ability to make maps of emotion rather than objectifying things like humans. There are few scattered oak trees lining the inside of this valley and of the dozen or more that prolly exist, all of them are outright enormous, contorted and bulging. full of leaves no less, it must be spring. this valley's walls must stretch a few hundred feet up but at a 60 degree angle per say. on the left side there is a giant wavey slide of sheet metal tthat is about 10 feet wide, its on the valley wall btw so you know how steep it is. it is lined with trees too, i assume to keep the metal from getting to hot. children do not dare venture to the very top of it, for they would gain far to much speeed and get hurt upon the slide ending. instead they play at the bottom of the slide and only go as high as other children dare them too. some of the children would ride down a small portion of the slide on their bike and ramp off the edge. one such kid, was clearing other children lieing on the ground beneath the slide. I was terribly frightened by this because i thought it was extremely dangerous. i think my mom was trying to posses me a bit. why should i care for children that i don't even know. human instinct is why. so after that initial shock i keep following the brown gravel path that bisects the valley. not too far past the giant slide a beautiful tree house that sits on cancerous bulge of a thousand year old oak tree. The tree house is a one room house, a typical house one would draw as a child. a door, 2 windows on each of the 4 sides and a pitched roof. it was made of wood, and had fading white paint on it. the amazing thing was that it had beautiful stained glass windows and none of them were broken. this was a surprise for me because for sure i would think some idiot of a child would throw a rock at them, because this was a playground...or was it...i dunno. so we continue past this and the path starts to incline. we aren't going up the sides, but a new side. so this valley is a valley with 3 side...i can't think of the word. anyway we near the top of the valley and a road is at the top and a delapidated wooden house is across this street. this house is a corner lot. so there is another road to our left. i turn around to look for my cat, i notice how far away we are from the playground. meh. i face the road again and turn to my right and find a path. this path is for golf carts and a dried creek bed lies parallel with it, this goes off around a corner, a corner where you obviously have to zone if you go through. so we talked for a minute and judged whether or not its safe to venture on. we eventually decide we'll go when my cat is done. the end.

i smoked with my aunt and laughed about keeping it secret. extremely realistic. don't remember much else and don't want to go into to much detail. shhhh.

aight this was yesterday's but im lazy

so its night time and i'm dressed for winter. i'm standing on a dry pebble beach of a lake. I drink a "tall boy." I start running, running really fast round the brim. Eventually i find a building, the building is sitting about 30 feet in the air on top of metal pipes. like a watertower kinda. i find a little passenger boat, its white and has two seats. It drives on a rail from the ground to the patio of the house. The rail it drives on is at 70 degree angle. i get to the top and there is a big party going on, reminds me of kelethin, all made of wood, the patio surrounds the house so there is a lot of room outside the house to stand on. I walk into the house and it's mildly dark and lots of dancing, lot of orange and a lot of black, i go find a corner so i can "scope things out." In the corner i find my friends from ca, Hylton and Doug. Im promply like wtf. so i sit down, on this comfy corner couch everyone is sitting on. i sit for a second and a man comes up to me with a bottle a quarter filled with tequilla, i trade him a small bag of smot for it. Hylton got all wide eyed when i did this and i was like, what. so i take the bottle and debate for a while whether or not i got a good deal, never even drank it, was so pointless. So Hylton and Doug decide to leave and i'm like, im gonnna go too, cause i didn't see anyone else i knew at this party and didn't feel like meeting anyone. so we go to the boat that takes you down to the ground. now the funny part about this was it was a 2 seater and the rail was still at a 70 degree angle, which is really steep. the people we saw doing this to get down would basically sit on the boat and slide down extremely fast and crash into the ground where they would usually hit their heads violently and just kinda lie their with a growing pile of bodies. we figured we'd take our chances even though the future looked dim. we got on and i kinda sat on the back edge of the boat, there was no seat for me. we started flying down the rail and i was like oh shit! i don't want to crash into the ground, so i grabbed the rail and dug my feet into the boat, my hands got real big and gripped tighter and tighter. we slowed down to a halt right before we hit the ground and we casually stepped off the boat on to the pile of bodies. no "rail burn" no pain. just cool. the end.

Part 2:
so its day time, i'm currently in a forest hanging onto the side of a wall thats about 20 feet high. The trees around me go up even higher, so its a tall forest. Anyway, so this wall is made of like woven dried vine. kinda like a basket but maybe a large scale basket. the vines are greyed brown and about an inch thick. sky is blue, trees are dark brown and bright green leaves. aight, so im hanging, near the top of this wall, on the outside, i say the outside because of the curvature of the wall was bending away from me. for some reason i KNOW this wall was made by Thomas Jefferson, which i tell myself about three times. so im still hanging here but not in a life threatening way, more like an exploring type of way. i felt safe. The top of the wall is kinda hastely woven and there are some large gaps that are full of dirt. in one of these gaps you could actually see through the wall in one spot but that didn't interest me as much as what else i found in the same gap. there were 3 clumps of dried maroon clay that broke up really easy. So naturally i broke them up. i broke the middle one up first and found a hole about 4 inches in diameter. i say to myself, "i better drop something down this to make sure" i manafest a ball of woven vine, but thinner vine, so natually its small enough to fit in the hole. i throw it down into the hole. my vision is able to follow every move the ball makes and it falls into like a perfectly calculated pachico machine made out of the woven vine wall. eventually after bouncing off things for a while it does this insane maneuver that defies all laws and gets sucked into a hole at the bottom of the wall that spits it on to the other side. i was like whoa! so i decided to break up the clay on left. in this clay i didn't find a hole but instead found gem stones of red and blue, extremly bright and translucent. EXTRemLY beautiful. next i decide to break up the other clay on the right. In this clay i found gemstones of green and yellow just like the other ones. then something happened and i forget the rest. /le sigh
i love my dreams to much.

now this was fun but only remember half of it
aight so i start by panning from the sky to panning the top of this dark mountain, at the top ofthe mountain there is an opening and hordes of orcs/monsters are marching out, i follow the path they are taking through the air to get down the mountain, it spirals round the mountain and is like trench into the mountain, so ifyou look at the mountain from a side perspective you couldn't ssee anything moving through the paths. but any way on the path there are gold mines and abandon camps of various sort, im like i gotta fight to the top of this one day. anyway i get to the bottom and pop out the entrance and am my normal size, which is currently about half the size of the mountain, so the mountain is in miniature. i look around and the place is extremely beatiful, reminds of real like steamfont mountains (EQ)look to my right and i see a gold mine, look to my left i see greek pilars marking the entrance to a tulip garden, and marking the entrance to a dark forest.i turn around and see a freeway...wtf. i decide i need help to build an army to defeat these monsters. so naturally i go siphon off cars from the freewway and lead them to my gas station. at my gas station the only guys who want to help are a couple bikers. my gas station is very delapidated, made out of wood and a wooden garage on the side of it is falling apart. i turn to my wife who is a really an old woman and we take a walk trhough the tulip garden, she says it will take all winter before they reach the town ahead of us. so we got plenty of time to make an army. thats all i can remember /sigh and i know the rest is good too.

I met a skeleton reclining on the ground. He had one arm holding up the back of his head and the other pointed to the sky, along with one of his legs too. All he said to me was ".....mere" i couldn't remember exactly but for some reason i remeber that one word. dunno what it means if it has meaning at all...

So basically the premisis of this website is i just write down my dreams and really whatever, not going to interpret everything...also i will speel everything wrong, so shut up.