Whenever i sleep on a couch near a window, I have the most peculiar dreams. Perhaps its the sounds of the yelping passerby, and occasional roaring car, that is incorporated into my dreams.
I'm also not feeling very well. When that happens, i tend to have dreams that are a product of my over active immune system, using all its energy to fight infection. This plays out in my mind in the dreamstate.
But last night, was particularly odd. It was just about as odd as the 1st time i slept on that couch. That was when i dreamt i was in a suit of armor fighting a giant lion. It lunged for me, and i peirced it's mouth with my broad sword. I stabbed right thru to the other side of its skull.
I'd Slain the beautiful beast but the problem was i ran it through its own mouth. It clamped down on my arm and severed it, pulling it from my body in one bite. We both fell to the ground bleeding. Life was leaving us quickly. But instead of trying to survive, we were looking at one another venomously. We selfishly clung to life, trying to claim victory. But in the end we both perished. The dream lasted all of 10 seconds. But apprently i'd been asleep for a half hour.
That was the other day.
Last night my dreams were channel surfing. They Flickered in and out, like lightening bug lit screens.
One flash of women made of all legs riding bicycles. The rest was a blur, until i saw a man with bright blue skin Whip his head around in my direction. He wore a short ,golden, pointed, hat that resembled a Thailand Buddha or a Khon mask of Prah Nari ( Thailand's version of Vishnu). He came to me quickly opening up his bright yellow eyes. THAT, made me wake up and get off the couch.
" I'm ready for bed i think" i said aloud.
That was enough couch surfing for me.
Then i went to bed and dreamt i was waiting on a train platform on the wrong side. I should have been going downtown, but instead i waiting on the uptown side . It would have been too much trouble to climb thru the sea of overweight lounge chair toting passengers. They lined p their chairs like they were watching some sort of outdoor film. Not seeing a way to transfer over, i plopped my chair down with the masses. Then i saw someone running down from a stairwell hidden to the right. I saw my chance. I ran. Running up the stairs as i'd done many many times. I yelled for them to hold the door , but it was too late. The doors closed and the passengers inside flattened out their lips in a " sorry" kinda way.
The conductor took pity on me and opened them quickly and i rushed in.
A man with mousy brown curly hair , and big green eyes looked on in some sort of shock.
I never found out what he was looking at. Perhaps he was just one of those guys who always looked surprised...
I'm also not feeling very well. When that happens, i tend to have dreams that are a product of my over active immune system, using all its energy to fight infection. This plays out in my mind in the dreamstate.
But last night, was particularly odd. It was just about as odd as the 1st time i slept on that couch. That was when i dreamt i was in a suit of armor fighting a giant lion. It lunged for me, and i peirced it's mouth with my broad sword. I stabbed right thru to the other side of its skull.
I'd Slain the beautiful beast but the problem was i ran it through its own mouth. It clamped down on my arm and severed it, pulling it from my body in one bite. We both fell to the ground bleeding. Life was leaving us quickly. But instead of trying to survive, we were looking at one another venomously. We selfishly clung to life, trying to claim victory. But in the end we both perished. The dream lasted all of 10 seconds. But apprently i'd been asleep for a half hour.
That was the other day.
Last night my dreams were channel surfing. They Flickered in and out, like lightening bug lit screens.
One flash of women made of all legs riding bicycles. The rest was a blur, until i saw a man with bright blue skin Whip his head around in my direction. He wore a short ,golden, pointed, hat that resembled a Thailand Buddha or a Khon mask of Prah Nari ( Thailand's version of Vishnu). He came to me quickly opening up his bright yellow eyes. THAT, made me wake up and get off the couch.
" I'm ready for bed i think" i said aloud.
That was enough couch surfing for me.
Then i went to bed and dreamt i was waiting on a train platform on the wrong side. I should have been going downtown, but instead i waiting on the uptown side . It would have been too much trouble to climb thru the sea of overweight lounge chair toting passengers. They lined p their chairs like they were watching some sort of outdoor film. Not seeing a way to transfer over, i plopped my chair down with the masses. Then i saw someone running down from a stairwell hidden to the right. I saw my chance. I ran. Running up the stairs as i'd done many many times. I yelled for them to hold the door , but it was too late. The doors closed and the passengers inside flattened out their lips in a " sorry" kinda way.
The conductor took pity on me and opened them quickly and i rushed in.
A man with mousy brown curly hair , and big green eyes looked on in some sort of shock.
I never found out what he was looking at. Perhaps he was just one of those guys who always looked surprised...
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