Dreams of a Dreamer

~9/14 I had a dream that I lived in China with a few other friends. And either I worked, or always hung out, at a grocery store called Rusty. It was so freaking strange. I’m not sure if it has a meaning, but I think that would be an interesting lifestyle. Who knows?

9/9/12 Sorry, that I haven’t really been posting alot of these lately. It’s combination of me being lazy, not having good enough material, forgetting the dreams, or me just being kinda upset about them. I know that I missed some good ones, but they are long gone.

I don’t know if this means anything but last night, I had a dream that I was in an argument about which section of the world having the most slaves. It was so frivolous but aren’t all arguments in dreams? And this guy really did not believe South/Central America had more than we did. It’s so random and irrelevant though…at least I think so.

6/16/12 I had a dream that I went around telling people about the dream I had inside of that dream. Apparently, my little sister’s friend became a rapper and I jokingly told her that she was bad at freestyling, but she was pretty and talented. She took it as a back hand and dissed me in a freestyle. Man, I couldn’t even respond. It was too good o__o I wonder if that was actually me rapping in my head because she doesn’t in RL?

6/13/12 I had one of those long continuation dreams again. Expect this time I actually remembered it. It was very organized and illogical at the same time. But I guess it’s because ever since I started doing parkour again, it’s been on my mind alot. So basically it was like a big parkour/free running business and their job was to keep it popular. So every time I was around the room was full with…something. Especially if we were near another big store. And if you went in the back, there was a big 15. which you could touch and magically get 15 minutes of fame..but it could only be used for emergencies. I confused myself just explaining this lol, life is funny sometimes; ain’t it?

5/20/12 I had a series of memory dreams. I don’t know if that’s what it’s called exactly, but whatever. It started out with me riding around with my cousin, this guy named Tevin, and a few members of Odd Future o.O It was a rainy night and we were just cruising through VA Beach doing “ignorant hoodrat shit” but for some reason (like one of my previous dreams I posted) we ended up at NSU. And let’s just say they out-hoodratted us.

And then speaking of hood rats, there was some kind of a mouse in my house.  Except it looked like half rat and half rabbit, rattit or rabrat. It was strange and it magically traveled through wall outlets without getting electrocuted; forget hole in the walls.

The next thing I remember I was telling this one chick about it because I thought that I was awake. Wrong! I should of known something was fishy when A) I realized that I was in high school B) Young Jeezy started performing. And this girl who I was talking to asked me who was affiliated with the #Occupy Movement. I don’t understand, but there were two other people in this high school class that were. And then I was like nevermind, I thought that was someone else.

And then the bell rung and we walked out. I said my parting and went to my sister who isn’t my real sister. And then she told me that she missed her grandma who had recently passed. So I think we made plans to go visit her grave. And I walked for whatever reason and she didn’t.

I don’t understand, but she was wherever I was when I got there. And she bought her friend Tierra with the big titties. And there was actually more too it, but I waited too long to type this up so I forgot some of it. Not like it would have helped it make more sense cause my brain is all over the place, but yeah…help?

5/19/12 I had dream that there was a second moon that was even bigger than the one we have now. But for whatever reason, we called it a constellation. And that’s basically all that I remember. :/

5/10/12 Another fighting dream. This time I fought a 8 foot man over a tree trunk. It was late and I remember someone wanted to take a picture of me before I left on a bike. And then I was like, “Wait! I left my tree.” And this guy came out and was like “That’s my tree!” Frankly, I don’t even know how I was gonna carry it. I offered to play him in rock, paper, scissors for it, but I think he was too dumb to understand. Then he told me that I didn’t deserve it because I didn’t play Madden ‘03 (in 2012). And our argument ended up being about football until I snapped and start hitting him. It wasn’t like boom pow bang! It was more like just hitting him because I could, it didn’t actually hurt him. But I didn’t care…and then I woke up. That’s normal, right?

5/7/12 I had a dream of unity. Like having two different organizations scheduling something at the same place and time but not getting upset. Instead coming together and actually talking to each other like they were a part of the same orgs. This had to happen with like four different groups. No one took notes, we just all took turns talking to everyone. That’s the best way to get a better understanding and make everyone remember. If more people took the time to figure out how other people felt and acted then maybe the world would be a better place. An old friend of mine said that in order to point out how something is different, you’ve already assumed everywhere that they were the same. So I guess I already know the meaning of this one…or am I completely off?

4/25/12 I still don’t know what it means when your dreams continue into other nights. But that has been happening a lot recently. I can vaguley remember but the goal was to do a magazine or newspaper or something with a bunch of other people. But the title for each one had to be unique and we couldn’t use letters that had before until we ran out or some crap like that. I think it was purposely, but there was a lack of contact which kind of made it more fun. I don’t even know if this makes sense anymore. If anyone is actually reading this, thank you for listening to me dabble on and do you have any idea what it means??

3/18 This one requires a little background info. So I was a little late for my class. Either that or I was going to eat in the school cafe. On my way there, (I guess it was on the news), but I saw that this guy named ? (pronounced Question) was the new president of the United States. The irony in it was that he was previously a political-conscious rapper under some different name (honestly, he kind of reminded me of Murs) But yeah, that’s not even important, so when I get where I’m going it ends up being this huge movie theater. So I get there and look for my professor and as soon as I do, I see a bunch of people screaming and running. I can’t hear them scream because I have headphones in but I’m smart enough to know when people are in distress, so I run out behind everyone. It turns out, this guy who is famous at my school for trying to give out a million dollars for frivolous activities [see video], had a gun. And was holding up our class/cafe. At this point nothing makes sense anymore, and I convince myself I’m dreaming and wake up. Or something like that. What do you guys think?