I was on the phone with Kirby and he said I could come over to see Wrigley. It was late at night and I’d just gotten back from a long trip. I went over to a house that I’d never been to before. I was in the back yard and I didn’t know which door to enter thru. I picked one and peeked in and it turned out to be the bedroom. There was a naked man on his knees who looked like he was praying. I bowed out before anyone could see me and picked another door. Here, I found Wrigley who ran up to me and laid on her back and I started scratching her. She was so excited, she kept doing that wiggling and moving around thing while on her back. It was SO good to see her.
I was looking up at the full moon and it was split down the center. I looked down and looked up again and it had a huge ring around it and it looked like a copyright symbol.
There was a spiral staircase where the steps were hanging by ropes. The first two steps were fine but the next 6 or so were hanging from one side only. It seemed like a test that if you could get by these broken steps, you could get up the stairs. I didn’t try them before I woke up.
Jan was planning a big trip to Africa and taking people with her. I wondered what her relationship to Africa was. I saw these forest canopies and saw monkeys and apes living in them.
I was in a hotel room working on something that had to do with computing something, then doing target practice with a gun. It was work related and rather important, but there were these guys in the room that were being a bit belligerent and getting in the way. It was a bit annoying. We ended up going to a party in a micro bus that had the entire back as a big bed. When we got to the party, people wanted to eat pizza. I got out of the van and walked away from it and when I looked back, the bed had changed to a round table and there were people sitting at it waiting to eat.
Like so many of my dreams, there was a haunted house. In my notes I wrote that there were two guys who were going to paint it, but I can’t lock onto the memory now. The thing I do remember is that we were sitting in a large convertible watching an incredible pink sunset. I starting seeing these winged creatures dropping out of the sky. They were partly like gargoyles and partly like angels. The guys I was with starting freaking out because while I was watching the sky, they said they saw small creatures run up and jump into my body. I never saw or felt them.
Thoughts: It’s interesting that Jan and Karen have both been in my dreams this week. Not sure why tho. The target practice is indicative of me trying to nail astral projection I bet.
I was at a house that was a new location for a Mexican family that I was associated with. They had taken this new house after the old place they were living was given up for reasons unknown. It was an interesting location ‘cos it was next to a couple of businesses. One was a sort of auditorium, and the other was a food and bar location, but not really a restaurant, more of a vending window. The thing that was most odd is that all of this was way off the main road, back in the trees. You wouldn’t know it was all there unless you knew it was there. I kept thinking that this place must get really noisy when there’s an event. I recall some pretty loud music at one point, but I could imagine it being really quiet when it was closed. There was incredibly beautiful peace of wood that the family man had found. It was literally glowing with golden inner wood, somewhat covered by bark. But the most amazing with this indigo coloured stone embedded in the wood. I was beautiful but it had been broken apart because it was very fragile. I felt kind of sad that it was broken. I asked where it came from. Someone told me that the family man had found it. It was a big deal to the indigenous population because it represented an initiation to find such a thing. I recall wondering whether this was the case on finding this here or not. It seemed like if this was so significant, the stone wouldn’t be broken, but I didn’t know. They didn’t seem to care about it quite that much so I was a little confused about what was going on.
I’m in Mazatlan, in the back of a store or club. At first, I don’t understand where I am, but I see Anthony. He takes me into the front of the store which is filled with electronic equipment, but there are also people partying in there. There are TV’s catching images of the people there, there’s a lot of music. I’m looking around and notice that Anthony is making out with a tall asian man. After a few minutes of this (typical Anthony) he brings him over and introduces me haphazardly. We leave the store/club and go out into the streets and are walking around. I’m struck by how clean everything is. There seems to be an order to everything that’s remarkable. The average age is young, but there seems to be a responsibility for everyone and no one’s leeching off the system and it seems really together. I like it there. We end up on a bus and I’m pulling up my pant leg ‘cos I have apparently injured my ankle and wrapped it with cellophane to support it. There are three girl tourists on the bus and they’re wearing clear plastic as well. I recall some big woman yelling out at one of these girls that she’s infinitesimally vapid or something like that. Next thing I remember, I’m with Mel, and we’re giving our bags to someone from a cruise line in exchange for tickets. Later we board at a different location but can’t seem to figure out where to pick up our bags.
I was standing in line at a movie theatre for a film with my mother. She was acting really strange and talking incessantly and wouldn’t stop. She kept incorrectly using phrases and the people around her kind of trying to ignore her. The escalator broke down and we had to use a staircase to go into the movie when they finally called us in.
Thoughts: Interesting about the Mexican family and Mazatlan, then my mom. Initiation that doesn’t seem significant to someone else, but does to me. In Mazatlan, a world that seems orderly with Anthony who doesn’t seem orderly to me at all, maybe describing an illusion. Locations are still unknown.
This guy realized that when he died, he could reincarnate as a piece of art work that would bring closure to someone else’s grief. He came back as a coloured mustache. It was gray, red, blue, and yellow and it was exactly what a man and a gallery needed. I saw the series of different facial hair arrangements and they were really cool. Beards, Van Dykes, soul patches, mustaches, all thick and overly stylized. They were made from real hair I think, then died and arranged on a board behind glass, in a frame. I think some of them were made from wire that was treated so that it turned into interesting colours.
I was leading a group of guys into a place I had worked in the past. We were in need of a place to have a gathering of people. This was a motel called Motel Hell. It was old, decrepit, and seedy. We walked thru to get somewhere else and it was strange that I even made the suggestion, and they weren’t too interested. We went by a park and there was a transformation of some sort, but I can’t seem to latch onto it now.
I was in a class taking place in a large room with really high ceilings. Karen was teacher’s assistant. I had asked a question about two teachers who were being used as an example for a point the teacher was trying to make. She decided to take a break and pulled out a book that had the info I needed for my question but only showed me from far away. When I got to the book, she handed it to me without holding the page for me so when I got the book, I ended up leafing back and forth continually but couldn’t find the page myself. Karen came up to help me, but ended up giving me this strange electronic reading contraption to take back to me seat. It was at this point that I noticed the people dropping out of the ceiling on long ropes of cloth. The were spinning and when they retracted into the ceiling, gave the appearance of screws rotating into holes. I have no idea if it was just entertainment or what else. I went back to my seat but was having a difficult time figuring out this reading contraption and was wondering why it was so difficult to get the info I was looking for.
I was on a beach where the ocean water was a beautiful turquoise blue and very calm. I swam around a large rock, out into the ocean and then back to the shore. The beach was bordered with a large cliff and I want to leave so I started climbing the cliff wall on a climbing trail. When I got to the top, the cliff face was angled outward and seemed a little daunting to climb up over the ledge and required me to hang on and pull myself up. I was a little worried, but I was more worried about the two guys that were behind me. They were bigger and heavier than I was and I wondered if I would be able to help them without endangering myself.
I was in a large city that I’ve been in before in dreamland, where it’s over-populated, there’s much destitution, and much crime. Unfortunately, I didn’t write this dream down fast enough and lost what happened, but I do recall being in fear of crime, and concerned how I was going to take care of myself and make a living.
