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rain_and_snow) wrote2009-08-08 04:59 pm
rain_and_snow) wrote2009-08-08 04:59 pm
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Lots of odd and vivid dreams recently.
Going on some kind of camp hike, to the top of a tall-grassy hill cliff, which ran down into the sea - with a large shack, and a glass panneled older styled dark wood display bookcase. It seemed everyone who had been before had placed something into the case - they all had identifying tags on. And I had to have the pen. We slept, and then went down to the sea.
Looking at a house for sale/auction with my parents and sister. It was huge, wonderful. There were many, many bedrooms, but only one bathroom. The bedrooms were all master-type bedrooms, but for the child-bunk thing to the side. To the back of this was a bedroom with a bed on casters, and a small-room sized sunken spa. It was white. On the landing of the second floor was a Christmas tree, and this room was decorated as if for the children of Giants. They were trying to convince me to have them buy the house for me, but it was just too big for me to afford the rent on, and I didn't want to be sharing one bathroom with so many other people.
Living in a very small house, with a fireplace. A dead horse out the front tied to posts. A girl who had dug a tunnel through a wall (wooden panels into dirt) to escape, was visited by the people she was trying to escape from. They came for dinner. She seemed to have previously had a good relationship with her older brother, but at this point they seemed to have a disagreement. A different tunnel was dug downwards next to the fire-place. To do this the concrete next to the fireplace had to be broken with a crowbar, it was around two inches deep, and was more slate-like than concrete like, but I don't really know what the substance was. In this whole I am sure there was a decayed leg, from the knee down, with an old-style pale brown leather boot. It was period, no matter what. The visitors, who had been looking around, somehow missed this hole, even though they were going to be dining in front of it (the fireplace, anyhow.) The brother did not come to have dinner. We all ate, and she thanked her brother for providing all we had to eat this evening. Somehow I knew we were eating him and I did not have a problem with this, I was only confused about the vegetables. I also knew that he would be in the hole next to the fireplace. The end of the dream was me being confused about the veggies, perhaps being in his stomach before he was killed.
Going on some kind of camp hike, to the top of a tall-grassy hill cliff, which ran down into the sea - with a large shack, and a glass panneled older styled dark wood display bookcase. It seemed everyone who had been before had placed something into the case - they all had identifying tags on. And I had to have the pen. We slept, and then went down to the sea.
Looking at a house for sale/auction with my parents and sister. It was huge, wonderful. There were many, many bedrooms, but only one bathroom. The bedrooms were all master-type bedrooms, but for the child-bunk thing to the side. To the back of this was a bedroom with a bed on casters, and a small-room sized sunken spa. It was white. On the landing of the second floor was a Christmas tree, and this room was decorated as if for the children of Giants. They were trying to convince me to have them buy the house for me, but it was just too big for me to afford the rent on, and I didn't want to be sharing one bathroom with so many other people.
Living in a very small house, with a fireplace. A dead horse out the front tied to posts. A girl who had dug a tunnel through a wall (wooden panels into dirt) to escape, was visited by the people she was trying to escape from. They came for dinner. She seemed to have previously had a good relationship with her older brother, but at this point they seemed to have a disagreement. A different tunnel was dug downwards next to the fire-place. To do this the concrete next to the fireplace had to be broken with a crowbar, it was around two inches deep, and was more slate-like than concrete like, but I don't really know what the substance was. In this whole I am sure there was a decayed leg, from the knee down, with an old-style pale brown leather boot. It was period, no matter what. The visitors, who had been looking around, somehow missed this hole, even though they were going to be dining in front of it (the fireplace, anyhow.) The brother did not come to have dinner. We all ate, and she thanked her brother for providing all we had to eat this evening. Somehow I knew we were eating him and I did not have a problem with this, I was only confused about the vegetables. I also knew that he would be in the hole next to the fireplace. The end of the dream was me being confused about the veggies, perhaps being in his stomach before he was killed.