Date: 4 July 2009
Time of Retirement: 7:28AM, 12:08PM
Time of Awakening: 12:00PM, 7:03PM
Amount of Sleep: 5 1/2 hours, 7 hours (12 1/2 hours)
Health Conditions: None
Weather Conditions: Sunny
Outside Interferences: People arguing about cars and mechanics being late
Note: Like yesterday, I woke up after only a few hours and one dream, but for some reason, I wanted to keep dreaming and went back to sleep right afterwards. This resulting in way too much sleep, yet again.

Dream One- "The Secret Garden"

This dream started off on a highway, going towards Wal-Mart. I was aware it was impossible for me to be driving, and realizing that I was on the road, and that upon this realization my car had disappeared, I must be dreaming. My g-p and Auron were there and my g-pa commented about how "stupid" I was for not being able to drive to where we should be going, even though I never had any intentions of wanting to go there in the first place. I seemed to be tagging along with them, and neither of them liked the destination either, but it was expected I go anyways and that I must drive there. Ahead of us, there was suddenly a "bridge" between our part of the road and the highway. It wasn't really a bridge. It was some wood nailed together to cover up a part of the road that had fallen int. I was expected to keep going and cross it. We seemed to be going backwards in time and everything before the bridge was now in a forested area, the road becoming a dirt road. A lot of people were standing around, getting ready to cross the bridge. G-pa was demanding I be the first to cross, but I backed away from it instead. My feet felt weak and I could only think "that bridge is going to fall in on me". "Do it." "No, it'll fall in." "You have to do it anyways." "No, it'll fall in. You'll die. You'll all die if you cross that bridge." "Do it anyways." I started to attract attention, and one of the men who'd build the bridge showed an alternative path around the weakest part of the bridge. "If you take this way, you'll be safe in crossing." I thought about it but I knew it's still break. The whole bridge was simply too weak. "You all may cross it if you wish...you don't have to do what I say...but I'm not crossing that bridge. I'll find another way around." I ran off into the woods with two people, who knew the place I was referring to. We found it, but decided to see what had happened back at the road and went to them. Off the path we went, you could circle around back to the road. We all knew the path very well, because we'd travelled it before "another dream ago". Back at the road, people were beginning to cross with confidence. I could feel the bridge starting to break, and before the first person got across, the bridge broke underneath him and dropped him into the water abyss below, killing him. People started to cry at their own fate, yet each person continued to cross and fall into the water. My g-ma was crying that she'd have to go on it next soon, and g-pa was encouraging her to accept her fate. I yelled out to her "you don't have to do this...it's your choice...there are other ways around..." but she just kept crying about how she was going to die. And everyone kept going to their death. The three of us ran back into the woods and I got a better look at who I was actually running around with. The "guy" seemed to be a mix of someone cast as Luigi Lucheni for the Elisabeth musical (I don't even know how to describe what I mean) and Adrien Brody as Jack Dristoll (King Kong). I don't know why, but it came off as he was "playing" these people, he was an "actor" and I couldn't see who he was beneath that. He hinted that he was actually the girl's agent and had another job on the side. The "girl" was a lot more clear, but she too was an "actor", though she actually seemed to be a professional actor on some level. She was Naomi Watts playing Ann Darrow, though within the dream was was often referred to as being "Marilyn Monroe". This seemed to be some sort of nickname relating to her hair, though I commented it was an understatement as she was "far prettier than that woman". (At least, as "Ann Darrow", she was.) I followed behind them, running through these weird plants that attached to your clothes/skin and injected you with some sort of poison. It was curable, but if you got too many on you, it could temporarily paralyze you and cause strange hallucinations. I got them all over me, but I wasn't worried because I knew they "couldn't affect me" as I was meant to be an observer in the events to come anyways. I disappeared from the dream to be somewhat like a narrator, being "one" with the usual viewing-me perspective. They went into a secret place that looked like the ruins of a building. It was very pretty. It reminded me of something from The Secret Garden. "Jack" and "Ann" were happy to have found this place again. They talked with each other. "It's just like that dream from before...we have to reenact it like that and everything will be perfect..." "Yes, that dream you (me) had before, it'll be like that..." "First, you'll become paralyzed and then I'll rush off for help, and while you're paralyzed..." "I'll sit here and dream and we'll have a magical dance scene in my dreams and when I wake from my hallucination, you'll have arrived before nightfall and then..." "And then we'll find the secret town of (---)..." "Yes, the town of (---) where we'll live happily ever after once I write a novel on our experinces here. It'll be a bestseller!" I thought to myself..."Yes, that other dream...I remember it so wonderfully...but why have I never thought about it before...oh...this is...a false dream memory...a memory of a dream that is actually only part of this dream, not truly it's own dream...this is a false reality they are seeking...one that serves a purpose only in this dream...they cannot have their happy ending this way." I noticed a vine of orange roses growing along part of the "doorway" to the other world. The roses still had some yellow and red in them, and they didn't seem to have fully bloomed yet. Ann and Jack got closer to the doorway (there was no actual door, only an arcing frame made of stone-the whole area was made of stone) and I could see the town beyond it. It was a quiet, peaceful rural town, and it almost seemed to be back in time, like everything else in the dream. They were so sure everything would work out and they'd be there, beyond the gate, enjoying a leisurely life. I thought it was odd she thought writing a book would "solve all her problems" so easily, as if there were no effort into writing a book. Still, I thought it would be a better plan than walking into one's death like those other people. To follow the "dream" perfectly, Jack helped Ann sit up against a part of the wall beside the rose vine. In her mind, she saw how glamourous she was supposed to look, but in reality, she looked very strung out and sickly. Jack picked a rose carelessly from the vine, and placed it beside her. In the "perfect dream", he was supposed to pick a certain rose, and as he layed it beside her, he was supposed to brush it with his fingers and two petals would fall from the vibrant rose and lay beside her in her hallucinated state to remind her of their "love". In dream-reality, he had picked a dying rose and when he brushed the petals, several dead petals fell off. He tried again and only made it worse. I told him "it's only supposed to be two petals...you've picked the wrong rose all together". It was getting close to sunset now and he ran off to go get "help". I watched what Ann thought was supposed to happen, her beautiful "dance" dream. What she was supposed to see was her and Jack, dressed like royalty, dancing around in the moonlight, between the gate and the other side, with flowers in bloom all around them and wonderful music playing while they danced. The rose petals were supposed to bring her back down to reality, the two petals, and the rose itself, to remind her of his "promise to come back for her". But in reality, the hallucination of the dance only turned to a nightmare of him leaving her to dance alone in a tattered dress, spinning around aimlessly in a flowerless garden. It was then I saw what was on the "other side" of the gate, beyond the assumed "perfect dream". There was nothing, only the "end" of the garden, the other wall. There was no town beyond it, because they were referencing a dream that had never truly happened to begin with. She sat against the wall, watching her nightmare, becoming dizzy and weak with every passing moment. The dream shifted over to me finally having returned home to see if Jack had gotten help. He said he'd made sure all of the idiots who'd tried crossing the bridge were helped, and it turned out no one actually died. But that said, no one had learned their lesson and police had to guard the bridge from people wanted to cross it, despite knowing what would happen. Even the people who'd already fallen in wanted to fall in all over again. It was nighttime now, and I realized it must be the fourth of July in reality (as in outside even the dream I was in). There was a flag on Auron's office's wall, a blue flag that had many little flags on the flag itself. I saw USA's flag first, but didn't really care, because it was "expected" to be there. I looked around and then yelled "WHERE'S THE BRITISH FLAG?!" out of annoyance, but then I found the UK's flag. I looked over and some flags were supposed to be more important to others and I looked at the one that was supposed to be most important and could only yell once more. "ESTONIA?!" I was in disbelief. "This must be a dream." Something clicked. "Wait...Jack...if you're here...where's Ann?" I could now see the real "Jack" underneath all the actors. "Marilyn? Oh...I forgot about her. I was so busy with those other victims...well...it's late at night...do you think she'll be fine if we get her in the morning? In the dream, I'm supposed to find her when the sun's up, not at night." "OF COURSE IT'S NOT OKAY! WE HAVE TO GO FIND HER NOW! HOW CAN YOU EVEN THINK OF LEAVING HER OUT THERE ALL ALONE LIKE THAT?! SHE COULD DIE!" He got up and thought about it, but still didn't want to head off into the night. I was going to do it myself. "I need to get my shoes! But what shoes do I wear?" I wasn't wearing any shoes, and I acknowledged I'd probably need them to travel at night through possibly rough terrain. "Should I get my Axel boots? (ankle boots, obvious a pun off the sound of the name, and those shoes have heels on them, thus making me taller, like Axel) Or do I need my Zexion boots? (boots without a high heel, thus not aiding in my height) Or should I wear tennis shoes...no, those take too long to tie...and I don't know what boots to wear...which would be most appropriate and make me run fastest...oh, it doesn't matter, I need something quick...I'm running out of time!" I put on some red ballerina style shoes (one's, like the other shoes I mentioned, I actually own-they have a large rose on front of each shoe.) and ran upstairs to leave. Marik was coming with me, but he was worried we'd get lost in the dark. I told him there was no need to worry, because I knew the way so well, I didn't need my eyes to get there. My "feet" knew the way. Marik brought up cellphones and I looked back at my cellphone, which looked ten times smaller than normal. (lol chibi phone) I thought about putting it in my pocket, but thought that "that would only take up unnecessary time" and that "we wouldn't be needing it anyways" because I wasn't going to allow any room for "failures". It was very dark outside, even with the streetlights, but I let my "feet" lead the way. Something occured to me. When the paralyzing effect wore off, if Ann was still hallucinating, would she wander off? Jack, on a motorcycle, drove up behind us and informed us that Ann was not at the garden's gate anymore. As we ran, Jack's motorcycle became a normal bike and he looked more childish than before. "She's probably still hallucinating...everything must look so confusing and terrifying to her right now...who knows how she'll react to things..." I was surprised my shoes weren't falling off given how I was running, because I knew normally those shoes were actually slightly too big for me. But for some reason, now they felt like they were the "perfect size". We ran into Jenna, who was running outside in her PJs. "Jenna...have you seen this girl...she's..." Jenna responded. "A girl? OMG! There was this strange girl who wandering into my house. She put on my clothes and hopped in bed with me! I was so freaked out when I woke up and so this strange woman there. I screamed and then she screamed and got up and ran and her hair was like..." While I said "Did she look like..." and in unison we said "Marilyn Monroe". "That's got to be her! Quickly, Jack, we have to find her before she gets away again!" We saw her in Jenna's garage, wearing some PJ's similar to what Jenna was wearing, but in blue instead the green colors Jenna had on. The clothes were actually too big for her and in her deluded state, she'd put them on all wrong. Her chest was mostly exposed, and her top was mostly falling off (mostly from it being several sizes too big). The pants looked as if they'd fall off at any time. By the way she kept her arms in a defensive position, she was still "covered". She cowared into a corner behind a car, terrified by all the "unfamiliar" faces looking at her. She was clearly still hallucinating. I shifted to viewing-me while acting me remained where she was in the dream, giving her own instructions unrelated to my will. I focused on Ann. Acting-me, who was no longer under my "control" yelled out to her, "Marilyn!", hoping calling her by her nickname would help bring her back into a normal state of mind. This actually got her attention. (It seemed the hallucinations were starting to fade at this point, but she was still confused.) Jack rushed over to her and stood a few feet away. "Be careful...you don't want to scare her...let her know who you are...and then embrace her..." Viewing-me wanted to keep listening to what acting-me had to say and how this scene was playing out but I had a drifting feeling. "Oh no...I'm about to wake up...I don't want it to end yet." Jack calmly approached Ann, who started to recognize him. "Oh well...it's okay...it looks like everything will turn out alright. I can leave it here, and those two can patch things up. They won't have the ending they wanted, but this is a good ending in it's own way. I can leave things this way without worrying. Oh, I'm waking up."

Note: I woke up after this dream, but wanted to dream some more. This is when the outside interference occured.

Dream Two- "The Mourning Spell"

Nani was driving me to "school" (it felt like a certain type of school dream, a very odd, strange type that I started having somewhere beginning in MS, and even the school related to it reminds me of SPMS, but it's hard to describe what I mean) but I didn't want to go. I thought it was odd that I had to go anyways since I'd already graduated from HS, but she said I had one more "week" left of HS. It was some sort of thing that had to be done after graduating, and we were "required" to do it that week. So I deviced a plan to get out of it by pretending to be "sick" from "mourning". (Lol, morning sickness?) I started to exhibit symptoms of "mourning" and brought about these symptoms by stopping myself from having something I could not "live without" for the entire week. I was going to "give up" yaoi for a week. (XD I kid you not!) Everyone was in on my plan and Auron brought out this chart of ancient recipes and spells to create certain effect. The spell I was going to use was "mourning for the death of a father", which for a single girl under 21 (in the dream, anyways) was supposed to be the "greatest sorrow". And of course, it had to be a girl who's father was actually a dominate figure in her life, or at least have a "father figure" of some sort for it to show any effects. (I guess the logic was if you never had a "father figure" how could you possibly understand what it would be like to lose one...or something like that...) It evoked the emotions by tricking the mind. For boys, the spell was the opposite, it was "mourning for the death of a mother". If the person were dating, it was "mourning the death of a lover", and for engaged/married couples, it was "mourning the death of a spouse". It went on and on. I believe the single-parent one was "mourning the death of a child". I think there was even a "mourning spell" for g-parents, aunts/uncles, cousins, and friends. What spell you used depended on various factors, like your family background, age, gender, etc. Auron had apparently got the chart and spell ingredients from a witch doctor he knew for years. (lolwut?) He started to prepare the incredients. They were supposed to taste extremely disgusting, and I was worried I wouldn't be able to handle it. (BTW, do you see the irony in Auron mixing the "mourning for a father" spell for me?) I got in the car with Nani and my "aunt". She looked like my Aunt at first, when she had been younger (before getting married), but she looked like another woman too, who I also recognized as my "aunt". (Technically speaking, I have 3 aunts, but this woman looked like none of them.) She felt like an aunt from a past life. We were driving around and we were going to her "husband's" house. (It was definitely stressed it was his, and not hers. I got the feeling it might have been passed down, and that he might have had another wife before.) When we were approaching the house, it was night now. (It had been morning at the start of the dream.) There were lights everywhere, and I thought it looked like "those other dreams" (I'll explain later.) and noticed that he lived at "the lake". I even stated it to my aunt that I was amazed he lived there. She didn't get the significance of it. "You know, like from those dreams. He lives here? That's amazing!" "What are you talking about?" "You wouldn't understand. You haven't lived there yet." It reminded me of the dream in which I went back to the Lake and saw a tree with strange flowers on it. In this dream, the flowers were now floating on the lake. While getting into the driveway, Nani was driving wrecklessly and I looked out the window and saw a bed of orange roses. "Don't step on the flowers!" (Note: This is a line from FFVII, said by Aerith.) I grabbed the steering wheel and swirved the car out of the way in time to avoid the roses. I realized we were attending a party he was throwing, and we were all underdressed for it. It was a very formal event and I had arrived in jeans and a t-shirt. "Oh, we are NOT going to a party!" "Yes, we are!" "I don't want to go!" I got out of the car anyways, and her "husband" showed up. They weren't actually married yet. It turned out they were engaged and soon to be married in a few days. The party was being held in celebration of the upcoming wedding. He looked at me and started to hit on me. I thought that was very inappropriate since he was engaged to my aunt, and I was much younger than him. (He was older than my aunt. But younger than my mother...so he'd have been in his midthirties.) I seemed younger in the dream, as did my aunt. I thought, "huh, to think my aunt could have married a guy this rich...when in reality, she ended up with..." The "husband" pulled out three dresses, one for my aunt (who know looked more like past-life auntie), one for my mother, and one for me. The one for me was extremely revealing and a different color than the color all the other women at the party were wearing. (All the women were supposed to be in a satin blue, while the men were in black. He gave me a yellow dress.) Nani complained that her dress wouldn't fit because the chest area was "too small" for her "girls". I wanted to slap her so hard for refering to her breasts in that manner, especially in front of an aristocrat (Whoah, aristocrat? What time period are we in? But that's what I felt like he was.). It was like "do you have no class?" He ignored her, as he was only interested in women who were "young and attractive", and he seemed more interested in me than my aunt. He tried to get me to put on the dress, but I refused. I was wearing something different than what I'd gotten out of the car in.It was a thin, very long, white dress with a floral embroidery design on it. The embroidery was also white, and in the spots where the center of the flowers would be, there were holes in the cloth. (It was that way by design.) I was wearing nothing underneath it, and the holes were scattered everywhere. "Don't you know? I'm in mourning. Do you not see my mourning attire?" (Apparently, in the dream, a white dress was a sign of mourning, rather than a black dress.) My shoes had also disappeared. That too was part of "mourning". Auntie was now wearing the dress he'd given my mother, the most "unflattering" dress. He continued to follow me and asked me to "prove" I was in mourning. This meant I had to "down the spell" or quit pretending. And I had to down the "spell" in front of everyone. I walked past the rose bed and noticed the sun had risen. Auron and Marik were over at a table and were like. "Are you sure you can do this? Can you really down it and give up yaoi for a week?" (Part of the spell involved you actually having to bring some sort of suffering upon yourself, but on a minor scale. You had to "do without" something for a week as "compensation".) "I don't know if I can really give up yaoi for a week...wait, how is it everyone knows I like yaoi? I never told any of you." "How can anyone NOT know that?" "But I really did never tell you. It's supposed to be a secret." "Right..." I watched Auron finish the spell. There were two measuring cups of liquid, one of which was fizzing over, and the other was of a yellow consistency. They were both clear though, but one I feared was actually acid and would poison/kill me. Husband guy showed up and was like "So, are you really mourning for your father's death? Let's see it..." I thought about how the table reminded me of something out of Alice in Wonderland, and Auron and Marik were like the Mad Hatter and the March Hare. I wondered who the Dormouse was, and if the cups were like the teacups on the table. I decided I'd drink the two potions, and down it all at once, no matter how it tasted. I started with the "acid" one first, and it tasted like some sort of flavored water, but the "flavor" was barely there. It felt reminiscent of some sort of poultry, perhaps chicken or turkey. "How can you drink that all? Is it disgusting like they say?" Auron asked. Husband was amazed. Not many people ever "dared" to drink it, so no one really knew in "these times" what it tasted like anymore. It would seem over time the stories about it had become quite exaggerrated. I moved on to the yellow cup, and it's flavor was much stronger. It definitely had a chicken flavoring to it, like chicken bouillon. Or as Auron put it, "does it taste like (chicken flavored) ramen?" and I wanted to reply, but I was too busy drinking it all down. It really did taste like chicken flavored ramen, once you've eaten all the noodles. (In other words, like I said, chicken bouillon.) I thought both "potions" were actually quite delicious and I couldn't understand why anyone had been so afraid to try it. Once I finished, everyone was amazed, and I thought to myself, "My god, how am I going to live a week without yaoi? I don't have to do this when I wake up, right?"

Dream Three- "The Spider and the Rose"

I was riding on the bus with treebelly, Hojo, the AF, Marik (?), and some other guy. We were riding through the Jurassic time period on this road that was inaffected by this. (This seemed to be a reference to A Sound of Thunder.) We weren't supposed to get out of the bus to look at the dinosaurs because they'd actually see us then, and we could be killed. But I wanted to get out anyways. Up ahead of us, we could see some dinosaurs, and I kept wondering if there was a dilophosaurus lurking around in the background, but no one seemed to understand my concern. (I was probably thinking of JP1, during the beginning of the tour. The first dinosaur on the tour is dilophosaurus, but they can't see it.) The AF was really excited about all of this because she'd never seen real dinosaurs before, and I said "It's really no big deal...they're great to look at, but you have no idea how dangerous they are..." (Probably a reference to TLW, the line, " Oooh, awe, that's how it always starts. But later there's running and then screaming.") (Note: I just realized both A Sound of Thunder and the Jurassic Park series (through Malcolm) reference the Butterfly Effect, though the first one being to an inaccurate, pop culture extent, whereas Malcolm actually describes properties of the theory.) treebelly was trying to ID the dinos, and kept refering to all the sauropods in the distance as "Brontosaurus". (This name is no longer in use, and is now Apatosaurus, which did not appear at all in the dream. It's a common misidentification amongst those unfamiliar with dinosaurs.) There were several different types of sauropods existing in this same area, which I thought was odd,as some of them existed at slightly different time period, which led me to believe we were actually in a simulated "Jurassic" world. (AKA, a real Jurassic Park) I was fed up with this and wanted to go "hunting" out on my own and I went through the side of the bus. The people I mentioned at the beginning all followed me. treebelly continued to try and ID the dinos with the AF, but both failed so miserably at it, that I had to stop and say, "Look, that one's a Brachiosaurus, not a Brontosaurus. Brontosaurus is an old term that is no longer used and refers to a completely different sauropod. That one over there is...(it was a different sauropod herd)" I couldn't think of the name. It was right there in my mind. I kept thinking "something like Achillean" but the name just wouldn't come to me, and so I admitted I couldn't remember but I remembered what it "sounded" like and other information about it to prove I knew what I was talking about. "This is just another case of my inability to properly identify dinosaurs in dreams. I'll figure this out when I wake up. I have to remember something like 'Achillean', that's some sort of clue to the name." (It was an Anchisaurus, early Jurassic period. Which is why I was wiggin' over Brachi being there, cause that's late Jurassic, early Cretaceous.) "Yeah, yeah, we know you like dinos." I scoped out the area, pretending I was Muldoon (from JP1, who had a thing against raptors). I knew something was "coming" and we needed to GTFO of that area. "Raptors, they're coming soon. But first we have to get through other dinosaurs first." I knew the sauropods weren't likely to try and mess with us, but they could easily kill us. Still, I figured it'd be safer to use them as a sort of "shield" between us and the coming carnivores. We got through and ended up at my house, going up this nonexistent flight of stairs and into my kitchen. (LOL I just got that. Another JP reference.) I knew "they" were coming and from where we were, there was no way to escape "them". Suddenly, this felt like a game and I knew that we were all going to die, but the winner would be the one who "died" last. I got down on my knees and covered my head, closing my eyes. The AF was like "why are you doing that?" I wanted to tell her to be quiet, that she was giving away our position, but that too would cause noise, and right as she said that, I heard the noise. I then heard Hojo getting taken out, along with the other guy, who actually put up a good fight. Marik and treebelly were next because they'd gotten mixed up in the terror and run into a dead end. The raptors came in the kitchen next, and I waited and waited for them to finally eat me. The AF screamed and got eaten first. I still waited. I slightly opened my eyes and realized the raptors were all around me and were actually waiting for me to look up at them. They wouldn't kill me until I did. Now, naturally, that meant if I never looked up, I'd never die. But I knew I had to die to be released from the game, and I didn't want to crouch in fear forever. I realized I'd been through this before. "This is like that dream with Ian and Allen and the T-rex...you have to face your death to live." Just as in the T-Rex/Ian/Allen/Death dream, I raised my head directly at the dinosaur's mouth and was "killed" seconds after looking "straight into death". I felt the jaws of the raptor come down and crush my skull and the other come and claw my legs as I sort of "faded" off from the "game" into some sort of reality. In between the fading, there was some sort of score board on a white, lined window. (Like a piece of paper.) It detailed everyone's last actions prior to their death, how they died, and what order they died in. The winner was me on all three fronts because I'd not only died last, I hadn't panicked, and I'd "faced" my own demise rather than run from it. I got lots of bragging rights from this and suddenly turned into this strange man. I was this bulky, Australian guy with long, black hair put back in a ponytail and wearing an eyepatch and covered in scars. (LOLwut? Xaldin and Xigbar had a baby? I'm serious, that's so what "he" looked like.) This was apparently my "macho, super masculine" side, and he had a very inflated ego. He was cocky too, and loved to start competitions and get into danger. (Hence, he only had one eye and lots of scars.) Everything about his nature felt stereotypically Australian, even down to his clothes. He also seemed to be "proud" of his scars, because they were "proof" of his "endurance", and he seemed to value "endurance" even more so than actual victory. (Something along the lines of "it's better to lose honorably than to quit" sort of logic.) He talked to the guy while Hojo got eaten by something again. (It was hinted to be another raptor.) treebelly was "glad it was over with" (the game) and was busy chatting it up with the AF about how that was the "craziest thing" she'd ever done. They'd been absolutely terrified by the experience, but both saw it as somehwta of "humblling experience" and gained a new sort of respect for nature and the advice of others about nature. (This seemed to be another nudge to JP.) Though they did mention "I'm never doing that ever again." Since I was still "macho"-me, I bragged to the other guy that "I'd so do it again". He said he would too, knowing what he knows now, and that he wasn't afraid. "It may simulate life, but it's a game. Though...it does let you know how you'd handle the 'what if' if it ever became a 'truth'..." (If you played the game, you were doomed to die, but the question was...how far could you make it...how long could you survive if you really were put in that situation...) I sensed one of the raptors had gotten out of the game for a rematch and we both knew to "win", you had to get over the fence into the backyard. There was some sort of barrier that prevented raptors from getting in there. I ran faster than him, and he got taken down, which gave me more time ot run, but it also meant there was no one behind me to get taken down, so I'd be next. I managed to make it over the fence though, and won. The AF and treebelly were like "How can they still be playing? Uh, men..." (Boys will be boys? XD) We wanted to have another game after that. Marik wasn't interested. He was busy attending to the flowers in the garden around the house, making sure everything was properly cared for. Hojo never revived, and I wondered if the guy and him had been the same person at one point, but I realized they were far too different, physically, in personality, and even in energy feeling to have ever truly been one person, no matter what part of the person refered to. (In other words, no part of their "consciousness" could have ever been the same.) Our final game was a sort of tag game similar to the raptor race, but one person took the place of the raptor and you lost if the other person tagged you before you jumped over the fence. I was the runner, he was the chaser. I ran and I got to the fence, but I was having trouble getting over the fence and it was really aggravating me. I finally got over before he could touch me and I won. I had no problems getting back over the fence, and I didn't want to stay behind the fence because I got the feeling that, while the dogs were fine, there was a T-rex back there, waiting to "play" with some humans. He told me he would have to go soon and I said that was too bad. I actually liked the guy and wanted to hang out with him some more and do some more awesome, crazy stuff together. I said, "wait, let me give you a good-bye present first" and I walked with him over to the "garden". There was a bush of orange roses in full bloom, and the roses had mixes of red and yellow on opposite ends. I thought they looked absolutely beautiful. I kneeled down and put my hands through the buds, feeling the petals for the "right" rose. As I did this, my physical appearance changed, but I wasn't "conscious" of the change at the time. I changed from male to female, and while I still had long hair, it was loose and of a more brown-blonde color. I now had side bangs and my eyes seemed a lighter color than before, a light brown. (They'd been dark brown in "macho" form, and my hair had been black with no bangs.) I wore a dress now, a loose dress of grays and whites with a gray apron around my waist. The dress felt like the white "mourning" dress from the previous dream, but of a different design, and for a different purpose. But they felt like they were in "essence" the same. I knew this was my most "girlish, feminine" side, and despite how very different the two sides were, they were so in essence me that I had not noticed I'd switched sides. I had no shoes, and I wasn't wearing anything under the dress. My hands and feet were slightly covered in dirt from not wearing shoes/sitting on the ground/touching the flowers/earth-contact. I picked a rose from the center of the bush, and the bush showed no resistance. It was alsmost like the bush were giving up the rose itself, knowing my intent. Still sitting on the ground, I held up the rose and offered it to him. I thought, "Is it appropriate for a boy to be giving a boy a rose? I hope he isn't embarrassed by this...wait...I'm a girl again. I guess that means it's okay." He was in awe of the flower. Before, when I was "male", he liked being all buddy-buddy with me, but when he saw me as "female", he was instantly "in love". (Note: Should be noted I was reading Ranma 1/2 prior to going to sleep.) I noticed something and was afraid to take the rose. I looked within the rose and noticed a spider had made it's home in the rose and made a circular web in the center, hiding itself comfortably behind the center petals. I was alarmed at first by the spider, but I knew the spider wouldn't come out and bite unless I tried to take apart the petals and disturbed the web. "Don't worry. The spider won't come out. Not unless you do something bad." I stood up and handed him the flower, but he was still afraid. "Are you sure? The spider won't bite me?" I noticed he had a pocket on the front of his shirt and I placed the rose inside it. "Oh, you'll be fine. So long as you don't try to do anything bad...because if you do, the spider will come out and bite you. One bite, and you die. So you better be good. Any bad thoughts and that spider, she'll come and get you. But if you're good, and you can make it home without her biting you, plant the rose, and a special rosebush will grow for you." The spider could judge a person's true intentions, and she bit people will malicious intent and offered a "magical" rosebush to those with good intents. Her web within the rose knew all, and if you tried to remove her and the web, all the magic would leave. Something about this reminded me of Beauty and the Beast, but I wasn't sure what. The boy (he felt more like a "child" mentally now) was shaken by this, unsure if he could handle it, and wondering if his own thoughts were "pure" enough. (They were, and his selfconsciousness, yet naiveness, only served to prove so.) He got into his truck and put the flower in a drink holder, where I had already placed a second flower without his knowledge. It was from the same bush, and it was from my "other half". Both had wished to give him a "good-bye" present, but the "macho" side wanted to be more discrete about it. Inside the truck, the spider left the rose for some air, and to assure the boy that she was not going to bite him. She sat on the opposite side of the car until he got home and she returned to the bud to get ready for the planting of the roses.

Note: o_O Is it me...or did all of those dreams involve roses at some point?

"those other dreams"

When I was really young, I often had dreams about these parties at night with aristocrats and having to be there when I'd rather be playing. It's hard to describe without going into lost of details, but the dreams always felt strange, like they were from some other time period. For some reason, I associated these dreams with Thumbelina, rather than the logical association, Labyrinth. It had something to do with the feeling that movie gave me. This was before the Anastasia movie came out, so it was definitely not related to that either. I want to say I also vaguely associated them with Little Nemo, but mostly for the feel of the dream, and not the actual events in the dream. They made me think of something else, something almost otherworldly too...something else dream-related...but I can't quite remember what it connected to. It's like it's right there in my mind, but I can't recall it. >< By dream related, I mean, within my own dream universe, not some outside source relating to dreams. I wish I could remember what it was though.

Another thing. In every single dream, I referenced a children's story about a young girl.