From May 2, 2010
My dreams last night seemed to last all night and they were quite
imaginative. In the first, what seemed like two hours, teenagers had taken over the
streets
of Sonora. They turned it into a teen party, gangland, red light district. With lots of
young people having crazy sex, and doing drugs. There was no gang "warfare" just
a bunch of kids running around making mischief, playing jokes, and sometimes
getting into fights.
No drive bys.
I had sex with several women but I was unable to climax. Until the last time when
some thick brown liquid came streaming out. It looked like honey. It felt like an
orgasm but I don't think I ejaculated.
In next dream for some reason I left and went up into the mountains to a snow
covered lake resort. I was the number two man in a mob. Number one was in
dispose. We were all up there having a conference and hiding out. There were
all your stereotypicalgangsters. Old fat Italians, young dumb soldier's, and
various low lifes. There was all kinds of mob stuff going on, back stabbing,
double crossing, murder, Car crashes, cell phone activated bombs and of course
trying to keep the cops at bay.
Since No. 1 was away I was in I was in charge. I had to keep order, stay alive, and
generally act like a mob boss. My main problem was No.3 who of course wanted
my spot. I told him if he made a move before he was ready he'd be dead cause I
would know about it and eliminate him first. And that if he waited till he was
ready he be dead cause I'd take him out before that.
We had all kinds of fun playing on the frozen lake, trying to cross, on foot, a dam
covered with ice and water. Then trying to stop the police coming in on the train
and then hiking out the back way through the snow, all the while worrying about
No. 1 showing up.
The dreams were unusually vivid.
Survus,
OWL
A life time of dreams. Dreams of a life time. Shadows of my selves. Images of night. Precious gifts of father Morpheus. Nothing here is real. Every illusion is truth.