Five long dreams last night. The first rough. Coy was about four
years old when his mother brought him back to my house. I got
very angry with him and told him to leave. He ran off across the
parking lot, I didn't think he would go very far. Then some how I got
very drunk on cheap vodka. Then I went looking for Coy and could
not find him. As any parent would I got very worried and blamed
myself in advance for any harm that might come to him. He showed
up and we got into my old powder blue Ford Ranchero. I was to
drunk to drive, Coy was helping me steer. We pulled into a parking
spot and got out. The chrome strip on the car behind mine had been
rolled up like a top of a sardine can. Oh-no. We walked away and
then came back. One of the cars along the road had been pushed
out into the street. It looked like it had been hit by the car behind it.
And it to had been rear-ended. My car was parked behind it. There
were two children under the car in the road. They were dead. I felt
devastated. I was going to prison.
In the next segment I was in an apartment with an old friend. He was
very emotional, he to had done something very bad. He took a
machete and pressed it's edge against his chest until it drew blood
along he length of the blade. He accused me of killing the two
children. I had begun to think I was not responsible for their deaths.
After all I had not seen these two cars when I got out of mine. I told
him this. He gave me the machete to prove my innocence by doing
likewise. I did so, it didn't hurt. Then a Mexican man, an ex-convict,
came in and was very threatening. He challenged me to drink piss
to prove my honor saying he would do likewise. A glass half full of
ice and urine was produced. I took a drink. Like water. The Mexican
could not bring himself to drink.
The third segment: I meet face to face with a woman I know only
from the internet. She had a man with her. A former military officer,
very dominating. I preformed oral sex on her, while the man lurked
in the background. She was wearing a black fishnet body stocking
and had her own bondage equipment, leather wrist restraints.
Forth episode: I was in the lingerie section of a large department
store. Two overweight young ladies were there. They were both
quite attractive. One was trying on nighties to wear for her husband.
I was helping her select a sexy one, telling them that I had experience
in such matters. Most of the outfits in plus sizes were very dull.
They looked like they were made of jersey, square cut and of a
medium cream color. Only one was half way cute.
Last chapter: I was at a beach. There were fairy tail characters flying
around, a wizard, a fairy, a witch etc. About two dozen of them in
two lines circling around out over the ocean and back. I was flying
with a young lady. Then I took a walk along a river that flowed down
to the sea. There was a very large waterfall at the far end of the trail.
On the way back I saw a beautiful waterfall that came out of the bank
on the other side of the river. It was in the back of a tunnel of trees
and vines and looked like something out of a fairy land. I went back
to the beach and resumed flying, telling the young lady about the
sights I had seen.
It is a common pattern in my dreams to move from hostility to peaceful
scenes. It is unusual for me to dream of drinking, violence or sex.
Survus,
Owl
ctiy of mind
