The most memorable image from my dream was a rider riding a horse backwards, jumping a fence. I saw it happen a few times. I was on a road, and it was after hours. I wasn't supposed to be there it seemed. Nobody was. It was like there was a curfew. Something dangerous was out.
I saw this girl, and this guy. The girl was on the other side of a fence, on a dirt road. To my left. There was lots of hay, everywhere. We seemed to be up on a rolling hill, and it gradually would descend ahead, and behind. I was interested in her. But then I saw this guy, and realized that they were, or might be together. And the guy was shirtless, and shaped well, I think, so I didn't think I was able to compete, as I am not in such shape. He was then jumping this horse, over a fence, over the right side, like competitive, but backwards. And the horse would put it's head down to it's side, like a clock hand from the side, now it's head upside down, and facing the opposite direction/backwards. This made me wonder how they trained it to do that, kind of worried for the welfare of the animal, although it didn't seem bothered much. Perhaps it was even excited to do something it had learned, that was challenging.
In some part of this dream, or another, I was walking with a lot of Black people, and my walk changed. There was like a school of fish, of Black people. They were all walking somewhere. I was good with some. I felt okay. I was the only White dude, but this doesn't bother me much. We were going to some store. Then one became racist with me- an old man. He attacked Whites, saying we polluted the planet. That because of us it's going to shit. And I almost reveled in it. I did. It was a "yea, we can do whatever the fuck we want, because we're the only one's capable of actually rebuilding it/fixing it.", something like that. This was also a bit, of a, uh, White is better-ism, showing through. I felt threatened, so it was a reaction. I tend to consciously try to fight this "I am better"-ism, and, uh, I think it would be neat if I found out I had Black, or some other grouping in me, other than Northern European. And I know down the line we all descend from the same... Somewhere down the line.
As well I remember being around people. And perhaps a fight. Maybe people got injured. I can't remember. I remember a lot of women/girls. Mothers/daughters. Son. Fathers elsewhere. Like I was part of some other family. And buying the movie, The Fifth Element, again. And realizing I had already bought it. Guns. Doctors. Someone's head was sawed off at the top. A friend's. I was taking care of him. He had a surgery. They cut the top of his cranium, and then when they put it back on, it was like it was up to me to align it back onto his head, and make sure it stayed. And my friend, or was it relative? Was careless, and fell over, reaching for something. I had a thought to at least wrap his head, like they should have after surgery, to secure the section of skull that had been removed during surgery. I don't think I got around to it. Some girls came to pick him up.
There was a game I played with some. I won some, and then I lost some. I used my car. I lost to a girl, some final time.
I was delivering a package, in one... It was a Pizza, to a campground. I found myself at Paoli Peaks, in Paoli, Indiana, and I saw a hill with lots of snow, ahead of me. Very large. Looked like Perfect North, in Lawrenceburg. My GPS was confusing me. I was in the parking lot. Just before the dream ended, I remember seeing an entrance to a campground, wood framed, and surrounded by woods. I assumed skiers/boarders were camping back there. It was late. 11-Midnight.
The other night, I forgot to write this one down... I dreamt I dated a girl, who works at Whole Foods at the registers, and that she when I met her, had one eye. One eye in the center. This was uncomfortable, but I didn't want to be shallow, and not give her a chance. We met in her apartment once, and it seemed I was looking for a place, near there. We talked on the phone and it turned out she was just down the hall. And I seemed, to talk to her boyfriend. But was or had been on a date with her, and had been in a house with her, and she was on top of me, and had kissed me. But I talked to this guy, and she asked me if I had gotten the four tickets to the orchestra/opera, which was North. I hadn't. Then I remember walking through the grocery with her, and she looked different, but still with one eye. The next time I came into contact with her, at the grocery in life, she was making conversation with me, like normal, and I felt like I was holding the line up because she just kept talking to me. A few of them do that, but she particularly I remember does this, where I will be there, and she will stop paying attention to whoever she is checking out, for a lot of part, and shift attention to me, and even after, will hold up the line, still talking to me. She's so relaxed, telling me about her night, and about the weather. And she says she wore her short jeans today, lifting her leg up to show me. I was expecting to see leg, but she was being humorous, as they were just rolled up a little. I told her that I thought "what are you doing? showing me leg?", and I found it a little peculiar that this occurred after my dream- the next time I saw her. Peculiar, but not entirely surprising. I enjoy these things. Resonances, in forms (a "scientist" will likely tell me that blah blah blah humans find patterns blah blah blah). But here the line had stopped, and I feel bad to hold things up, so I closed the conversation for then, and moved on.
I saw this girl, and this guy. The girl was on the other side of a fence, on a dirt road. To my left. There was lots of hay, everywhere. We seemed to be up on a rolling hill, and it gradually would descend ahead, and behind. I was interested in her. But then I saw this guy, and realized that they were, or might be together. And the guy was shirtless, and shaped well, I think, so I didn't think I was able to compete, as I am not in such shape. He was then jumping this horse, over a fence, over the right side, like competitive, but backwards. And the horse would put it's head down to it's side, like a clock hand from the side, now it's head upside down, and facing the opposite direction/backwards. This made me wonder how they trained it to do that, kind of worried for the welfare of the animal, although it didn't seem bothered much. Perhaps it was even excited to do something it had learned, that was challenging.
In some part of this dream, or another, I was walking with a lot of Black people, and my walk changed. There was like a school of fish, of Black people. They were all walking somewhere. I was good with some. I felt okay. I was the only White dude, but this doesn't bother me much. We were going to some store. Then one became racist with me- an old man. He attacked Whites, saying we polluted the planet. That because of us it's going to shit. And I almost reveled in it. I did. It was a "yea, we can do whatever the fuck we want, because we're the only one's capable of actually rebuilding it/fixing it.", something like that. This was also a bit, of a, uh, White is better-ism, showing through. I felt threatened, so it was a reaction. I tend to consciously try to fight this "I am better"-ism, and, uh, I think it would be neat if I found out I had Black, or some other grouping in me, other than Northern European. And I know down the line we all descend from the same... Somewhere down the line.
As well I remember being around people. And perhaps a fight. Maybe people got injured. I can't remember. I remember a lot of women/girls. Mothers/daughters. Son. Fathers elsewhere. Like I was part of some other family. And buying the movie, The Fifth Element, again. And realizing I had already bought it. Guns. Doctors. Someone's head was sawed off at the top. A friend's. I was taking care of him. He had a surgery. They cut the top of his cranium, and then when they put it back on, it was like it was up to me to align it back onto his head, and make sure it stayed. And my friend, or was it relative? Was careless, and fell over, reaching for something. I had a thought to at least wrap his head, like they should have after surgery, to secure the section of skull that had been removed during surgery. I don't think I got around to it. Some girls came to pick him up.
There was a game I played with some. I won some, and then I lost some. I used my car. I lost to a girl, some final time.
I was delivering a package, in one... It was a Pizza, to a campground. I found myself at Paoli Peaks, in Paoli, Indiana, and I saw a hill with lots of snow, ahead of me. Very large. Looked like Perfect North, in Lawrenceburg. My GPS was confusing me. I was in the parking lot. Just before the dream ended, I remember seeing an entrance to a campground, wood framed, and surrounded by woods. I assumed skiers/boarders were camping back there. It was late. 11-Midnight.
The other night, I forgot to write this one down... I dreamt I dated a girl, who works at Whole Foods at the registers, and that she when I met her, had one eye. One eye in the center. This was uncomfortable, but I didn't want to be shallow, and not give her a chance. We met in her apartment once, and it seemed I was looking for a place, near there. We talked on the phone and it turned out she was just down the hall. And I seemed, to talk to her boyfriend. But was or had been on a date with her, and had been in a house with her, and she was on top of me, and had kissed me. But I talked to this guy, and she asked me if I had gotten the four tickets to the orchestra/opera, which was North. I hadn't. Then I remember walking through the grocery with her, and she looked different, but still with one eye. The next time I came into contact with her, at the grocery in life, she was making conversation with me, like normal, and I felt like I was holding the line up because she just kept talking to me. A few of them do that, but she particularly I remember does this, where I will be there, and she will stop paying attention to whoever she is checking out, for a lot of part, and shift attention to me, and even after, will hold up the line, still talking to me. She's so relaxed, telling me about her night, and about the weather. And she says she wore her short jeans today, lifting her leg up to show me. I was expecting to see leg, but she was being humorous, as they were just rolled up a little. I told her that I thought "what are you doing? showing me leg?", and I found it a little peculiar that this occurred after my dream- the next time I saw her. Peculiar, but not entirely surprising. I enjoy these things. Resonances, in forms (a "scientist" will likely tell me that blah blah blah humans find patterns blah blah blah). But here the line had stopped, and I feel bad to hold things up, so I closed the conversation for then, and moved on.