all your friends end

2008-06-21 at 10:42 p.m.

i watched the second half of meet the robinsons on disneychannel33. i love it so much. i don't know why i forgot my disney dreams cause they give me something to live for. something to work towards while getting myself past the wretched As.

yesterday i had another apocalyptic dream. very vivid one i remembered most of it. the meat of it included robots taking over the world (sounds stupid here but it was profound in my dream alright. cause the robots were often mistaken for aliens. or maybe they were aliens.) at intervals of don't ask me how long they'd send out a nuclear blast of radiation that would wipe out almost all life. and somehow me and this team were desperately trying to preserve ourselves through the tumultuous war periods so that we could re-emerge unscathed when the danger died down. this included us shrinking ourselves down to polly pocket size where we were "unliving" in a state of hibernation. i was in some automat and had this horrible job of making sure the team was well protected in this small container, only allowed to shrink down right at the moment the count down signals would go off for the radiation blast. felt like the mayflower project (a K.A. applegate book. whoo! i only read the first couple of episodes.) i hate the feeling of being left behind. it's like the first time the animorphs morphed. you don't want to be the last to go when everyone else's done and LEFT.

somehow or rather, the next time i 'woke up' in my dream the war wasn't over. humans were still alive! i saw family friends and stuff but theoretically quite a lot of time was supposed to have passed. perhaps years. so i had to shrink myself down again after awhile cause another blast was coming. it's like, i heard a sparrow call and i knew the time was near. (ha. ha.)

well i guess there isn't too much else to describe without going into details. these sorta dreams are affective cause of the way it feels to be in such a situation. it's scary cause laws and religion are evaporated and the only thing you can do is what feels instinctual. there was only one really "visually" interesting bit which occured prior to the first blast. my team was in some unusual flying ship whose hull was made out of a mesh of twigs. they were already shrunk then so the scale of things looked a little unusual. for quite a long time all they did was sail around this circular enclosed area in sweeping motions, trying to avoide the red indian toy like men shooting arrows at the ship. they were standing in the bright churning waters below. it was very busy looking. like a mix of peter pan, disney boat rides, bjork's wanderlust video, and haw par villa.

ah this reminds me of this other dream i had that consisted of just being driven around rather desolate surreal landscapes in a boat. and this other one too in which i had a room with an external view that looked like out of the moulin rouge. which led into some hexagonal attic area you needed to climb up a ladder to get to. it was small, and entirely mattressed. full of cushy jester hued cushions. a rather nice place.

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