Later I went into some sort of trance. I made my way down to the garden area outside
the house and ended up sitting on a bench with either side being lit by a
luminous blue orb. I think the orbs were
supposed to be taking on the power of one of the blue gems.
Somehow the garden started to fill up with water. The water rose above my head, and soon it
drained away. As the water lowered I found
myself in Wal-Mart.
There was a set square area I was supposed to stay in. Everything was still wet from the water in
the garden. The square area I was in had
rows of shelves, slightly taller than my head.
I found these weird feather lamps on the shelf. They were soaked, but I picked them up, one
in each hand, because I needed them. I
don’t know why, by I really needed them.
My father showed up and wanted me to go with him. But for some reason I had to change my eyes
before I left with him. I had two
options, a really dull green, or a gold color with no pupils. I went with the green and then we left.
Then started up a new dream.
And this was certainly a fun one.
There was this, shall we say, colony, for lack of better
term, that lived all together in this huge building. The kids there all participated in these
games, and for each teen there was a younger kid who served as a sidekick or
apprentice.
The main boy I followed (or was, I get confused with my
dreams) had a younger brother apprentice.
The older boy was in love with his friend (who was also a guy) but didn’t
want to tell him. His apprentice thought
it was a good idea to tell him, and said something about how the two teens and
their apprentices could team up in the games.
Somehow they both ended up in a bathroom with these two huge bathtubs.
At this point, a musical number started about how this guy
needed to tell his friend he loved him.
People from outside kept joining in, and would join a bathtub depending
on their opinion. Most of the people were
of the opinion that he should tell his friend that he loved him. There were a couple of people who thought it
was a bad idea. The last line of the
song was, “why can’t we all agree?”
Anyway, the main boy decided to tell his friend, so he
left. His friend had heard the singing
from the outside, but didn’t know what it was about and felt left out. The boy ran out and stopped his friend and
admitted that he loved him. His friend was
startled, and let out a “what?” so the boy started again, but his friend cut
him off with a kiss. Everyone was
watching out of the bathroom door, silently cheering them on.
The first dream sounds a little like a video game and a little trippy all at once.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a fantastic musical. I would totally go see it. I'm glad gay invades your dreams too. It's nice, very nice. :)