RedVelvet
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My long, bizarro dream.....
Honest to God, this was last night's dream, odd cuz normally when i remember dreams they're short bits sorta strung
together. This was continuous, in color, and as clear as if i was watching a dvd. It's long, and somewhat bizarre. Anyone know any dream
interpreters?
I took a short bus ride to the center of an unidentified city, to see the Doors. I'm wearing jeans, a white t-shirt, and a jean jacket, and I'm
barefoot. I walked up the steps and through the front door of a regular red brick house on the corner, which turned out to be a large club inside,
about half full. I made my way to the bar, which was upstairs. Got a drink, free beer by the way, went out the back door and realized that it was a
large compound, with the houses on the block acting as sort of a wall around the place. There was a large open grassy area on the side of a small
hill, with lots of people standing neatly in rows watching the band which was at the top of the hill. It was daytime, cool and cloudy, and drizzling.
I was mad I missed the beginning of the show. I went around telling everyone, mostly people that I know from childhood, that I knew the Doors were
gonna be great, and everyone agreed Ian was fab. I made my way through the crowd, which was huge, asking if anyone had seen Julia cuz I was supposed
to meet up with her. They all said she was around somewhere. The band stopped playing, and by the way Duffy was part of the band, and Ian walked off
to take a break. He walked across a little path, and up a dirt road on a hill. He was walking and talking with some unknown guy, and I figured this
was my chance to run over and get a picture, cuz not lots of people. And I'm really nervous, but I think to myself if I don't do this now, Andie is
never gonna let me live it down. So now it's hot & sunny, and dusty, and I walk alongside Ian. He's wearing brown jeans, sorta goldish shirt, brown
jacket. I dont say anything. He stops, removes my jean jacket, gives me his brown leather jacket with snakeskin trim, and buttons me up all except the
top button, without saying a word. He's now wearing my white t-shirt. He keeps walking, not talking any more, and we get to the top of a hill where
there are a few buildings with sidewalk, like in a small town. We turn right, walk past a few buildings, Ian stops again, and hands me an adorable
little brown puppy. Without actually talking, I understand that he wants me to watch his puppy for him. But I blurt out loudly "But what if your
puppy pees on your leather jacket?" At which point he shoots me a nasty look which I interpret to mean "be quiet", turns right again and keeps
walking, down a little sidewalk between 2 buildings. So I follow, but first I (& the other 3 people who are now suddenly with me) have to go through
"security" which consists of a very skinny old woman dressed in rags, and a large wolf. The wolf growls, lays back it's ears, and shows it's teeth
very menacingly. I'm afraid it's gonna eat the puppy. The wolf then proceeds to sniff the tops of my shoes (hello, barefoot before!), after which it
goes on to the next person, and the old woman opens a gate that I go through. The other 3 people dont make it through the gate. I'm back to where all
the people are standing watching the band, which is playing again, but now there's a plexiglass fence around them all so they cant move. I can't get
to Julia, who is waving to me from somewhere in the middle, so I stand at the side of the fence on the outside. The band is still playing, Duffy now
has shoulder length hair and is wearing a lavender jacket, and Ian is walking along the front of the fence shaking hands and signing autographs. He
walks up to me, puts out his left hand, which confused me cuz most people offer the right hand. I clumsily grab his hand with my left, he's walking
behind me down the hill, I switch hands behind my back so that it's now my right in his left hand, and he stops. All this time the audience is
SCREAMING for more. He's still holding my hand, and he turns and looks at me and says "soul-searcher", and smiles. I say "you think?", and he smiles
and nods. The he lets go of my hand and keeps walking down the hill. I follow, and get to a wooden phone booth with no windows (so it looks like a
tall crate), which the club manager tells me contains one Mr.Billy Duffy. I wonder how that could be, cuz he's still onstage, and there's a padlock
on the outside, so I'm hoping there really is a phone inside so he can call for help. The rest of the band is still playing. I figure since Duffy's
in a box, and Ian is now missing, the show is over. I go back out through the house, and wait on a park bench for the bus. A friend tells me that
there's no bus going home, so I have to drive (but there's no cars anywhere). He then asks me what I think of the murder. "What murder?" I ask. No
answer. He's reading a newspaper. I get up, walk across the street and lean onto a black ironwork fence, looking down a hill along a treelined
street. I notice some animals running loose, then realize that one is a kangaroo. Then there are 2 kangaroos, and some cats and dogs. I say to
Julia, who is now standing next to me, "Where the hell is Iana, cuz there's lots of animals here that need wrangling?" Julia uses her cell phone to
call Iana, who says she's on her way. We hear music again, so we RUN back inside, up the hill, and catch the last song. It's now nighttime, and some
streetlights are on. Then Ian is gone again, into the chinese grocery store across the street. A woman claiming to be his manager, in a thin white
silk dress, wearing black thong underwear, cuz hello everyone could see them through the dress, walks after him and says she'll bring him back. After
a few minutes, the door swings open, and it's Ian, hair slicked back, wearing purply colored pants, dark suspenders, and a light blue dress-shirt with
a bow-tie - think alfalfa from the little rascals here. He smiles at me again, and.....I wake up.
Told you it was bizarro, but also a little funny. Maybe you got a little chuckle from it, I know I did.
Linda
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sexualpanther3
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dayum girl, what did u eat before going to bed? but hey it sounds like some of the weird Cult shit i have dreamed before....
"...., so get on your knees and worship me, worship me." - Black Label Society
"If you really want to commit suicide and you feel that's the only way
out...Try to take someone you hate with you" - Peter Steele
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BlackHeaven
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Come, lay on my couch.... Tell me about your mother 
Bad fun children take no lip.
Rev your engine from the hip.
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moya
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well, i know nothing about dreams but that was certainly pretty interesting to read...
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LuvAstbury
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Cool! I was in a dream!! I wonder what I was wearing or if it really looked like me...anyway, sounds kind of cool...I have had Ian dreams too...Maybe
I'll have a dream with you in it!
~Julia/LuvAstbury
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Homer
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that's better than some of the dreams that I've had ... I wish I dreamed about things like that sometimes!
"Is all that we have seen or seem but a dream within a dream" ...
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