Roller Coaster Afterlife

There have always been different beliefs on what happens when you die... I've always wondered myself, do people really go to Heaven or Hell, or are they reincarnated as someone or something else?? I really have NO idea but apparently my subconsciousness believes you're escorted to a place similar to Heaven or Hell on a roller coaster ride. (badass)

I'm not quite sure where I was or when, everything in my dream was so different than anything I know in my waking world... This included the way the buildings were made, the type of people around, the way people spoke and how life and death came together. I guess you could call me some sort of grim reaper since that is exactly what I was playing the part of in last night's dream.

Now that I think about it, I feel the world I was in was some sort of half way world between Earth and the afterlife. It's not like anyone was "dead" but they were and it was my job to direct them to the correct roller coaster. Those who did well in their lives who didn't go on nutty rampages or kill anyone went one way, while the "mistakes" went the other... That's right, we called the bad people "mistakes".

I would direct both types of people to their respected coasters by grabbing a group of them and loading them onto the ride. I would make sure everyone was buckled in and would use some sort of magic to start the ride. Of course, I would be on the ride myself and we would head off into a beautiful light moving up, down and side to side (the ride itself was actually incredibly fun). Once we reached the end of the "tunnel" I would direct those on the ride out and disappear back to the half way world. This routine was the same for both Heaven and Hell.

My job however, did not end there... I was in charge of looking after all of those still wandering around the half way world to make sure they didn't get into any sort of trouble. At one point, I remember picking an old man up off the floor who had fallen down some stairs. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes, completely oblivious what was going on around him. I placed him in some sort of carrier that looked incredibly similar to the harness in Silence of the Lambs - you know, the one Hannibal Lector is strapped into while they move him to another prison. I rolled the old man into a large room and sat him down on a over sized chair and told him not to worry, everything would be alright in about two hours (that's when he got to ride to Heaven). He continued to cry but gave me a large hug and whispered "thank you" into my ear... Then I woke up. Bleh.

Weddings And Losing Loved Ones

It is safe to say I definitely had a nightmare last night.... :: sigh ::

Any who... It started off getting ready for my co-workers upcoming wedding. Everything was pretty much a disaster, I forgot my dress, then my shoes and so on so fourth. All of the other brides maids were ready to go, they were just waiting on me to finally get my act together. I was also distracted because I had been waiting on my sister and her best friend to finally arrive as they had been driving from Arizona to attend the wedding. My mom finally showed up but I knew immediately that something was wrong since she was in obvious distraught. She pulled me to the side and gave me some terrible news - my sister and her friend had gotten in a car accident and they didn't make it.

I was torn apart, literally. I couldn't focus, talk or do anything to control my sobs of sorrow. I ended up leaving the wedding before it even began and went home.

I am sure this would have turned into something incredibly worse but I was woken up by a roommates friend busting into my room to use my bathroom... As much as this pisses me off, I am glad he did so at that point in time. I couldn't bear the loss of another loved on, even if it was only a dream.

Tom Cruise, You're A Doll

The first thing I remember was riding my bike around trying to catch up to my mother who was about a mile ahead of me down this trail. All of a sudden I am flying in the air on my bike and my mother along with a group of five other people are below me. I freaked out and started falling out of the sky towards the group of people below. I screamed at them to move then BAM! I hit hard and could not move at all... I vividly remember screaming for my mom when she finally came to my side and told me everything would be OK as she had already called for help. We sat there for a couple of minutes - I was having issues breathing and mom was trying to calm me down - needless to say, it really wasn't working. I was bleeding everywhere, my arm was surely broken and I know I did something to my back because I could not move my legs with ease.

In the distance I heard a helicopter and finally spotted it a few moments later. It landed about 1000 feet from where I lay. A group of tall, handsome men got out and ran towards me. My vision had gone blurry at this point and I knew I was going to pass out at any moment. One of the air medics came into vision and started talking to me in a very calm voice. I looked up at his face and realized it was Tom Cruise. Rawr. Anyways, back to the point... He continued to keep my eyes on his face while the rest of his team started to treat my injuries. I remember feeling a sense of calmness and finally quit freaking out so I wouldn't go into shock.

Thank you Tom Cruise for being a doll and calming me down.... I would have hated to wake up shaking or something.

Bird Peterson! You turned into Will Ferrell!

I bought this car from an old friend I knew back in Phoenix that wasn't exactly working right so my dear friend Bird Peterson told me he would fix it up for me. After he was finished I guess I decided I needed to go home and study for a math test that was coming up (I actually have a test on Saturday haha). As he was walking me outside the outer form of him turned into Will Farrell and started doing this funky dance around the driveway. I was laughing so hard I woke up giggling this morning.

Awesome.

What happened to me... err my twin??

A good question I was never able to answer in a dream I had a couple of days ago. I felt as if I was watching a movie as I was not actually involved in any part of what was going on. I sat there and watched this story unfold - the whole plot had to do with this female (me) who had disappeared without a trace.

It started off with my other self, another female and a male hanging out in a car parked in a dark garage. They were the only ones in there and it looked as if they were doing something illegal, maybe taking drugs?? I couldn't really tell from where I was watching to know for sure. Suddenly, another car comes out of no where, parks next to the other car and a few people emerge. I can't see their faces nor make out any kind of distinguishing character - which was a little scary to me.

I felt a negative wave come over me when two of them looked my way with their black expressionless faces. It was almost as if they knew I was watching them, even though I wasn't in the room at all. Weird. One of the expressionless men or whatever it was leaned down into the other car, exchanged some words then they left.

The next "scene" was a flashback of this girl who looked exactly like me, but was not me, smiling and having a great time with friends before wandering into a red sports car with a man I had not seen earlier in the dream. The scene was then cut down to the police station where a few officers were sitting around a white board trying to figure out exactly what happened, who this girl was, where did she go and who was she with... No one knew a thing.

Quading over Lake Travis

That's right, I was on a floating quad wandering around Lake Travis in my dream last night. I was with a good friend of mine who owns a condo right on the lake out here... He had a couple of Polaris quads with those sand tires on them (apparently you can float on water if you have those on... O_o). Anyways, we pretty much just ran around on the lake on those for a good while then I woke up to the dreaded alarm clock. ::sigh:: I hate mornings.


I would like to take a minute to talk about a dream I had earlier this week as well that I never got around to posting about... I think it was on Monday night or something. Anywho, there was a small dog, maybe a Pomeranian who came out of nowhere barking at me and wagging its tail in an incredibly violent manner. It was trying to scare me away from something - not quite sure what. The weird thing about the dog was it was no ordinary dog, this dog had a bright blue body, bright red neck and face with these piercing fire gold eyes. Creepy... just creepy.

Turned into an ostrich?

That's right kids, I totally turned into an ostrich last night. I cannot remember how the dream began but suddenly I was a flightless bird going undercover to try and catch some bad guys from doing something horrible (I couldn't tell you what). The dream ended with a friend and myself in an upstairs room alone with two men, one much shorter than I (I am 5'9") and the other much taller. It was really weird and damn my alarm for waking me up before it ended... I really wanted to see what was going to happen next!

Another Dream of Marriage

Except this time, it was an arranged marriage. The only part of the situation I can recall is I was in some kind of camp and the only way for me to get out and survive was to marry one of the high lords.... I ended up marrying him and it turned out to be not so bad.

But enough about that, another dream about marriage?? Two dreams in one week about a similar thing, now there must be something going on. I thought about it for awhile and figured out exactly what my dream last night meant.

An arranged marriage is supposed to symbolize that I am feeling forced or have no voice in a situation in my waking life and well I will be damned, I sure as hell am stuck in the middle of a triangle of lies, drama and hate - not really involving me but those around... ::sigh::

Now I just need to figure out what to do about it because standing behind the scenes seems to just pull me into it even further... WTF

Damn you Alarm Clock....

I had a dream I married the man of my dreams last night.... and just about when he was going to ravish me, the damn alarm clock wakes me up... Seriously alarm clock, SERIOUSLY?

I haven't had a good dream in a long time - mostly nightmares that I cannot remember or I haven't been able to sleep at all; thank you insomnia. I recently started taking Melatonin on a daily basis to try and help with the sleepless nights... Hopefully it helps and I can update this blog here more often.

So anyways, back to the dream last night. Via dreammoods.com: To see a marriage in your dream, signifies commitment, harmony or transitional period. You are undergoing an important developmental phase in your life. The dream may also represent the unification of formerly separate or opposite aspects of yourself. In particular, it is the union of masculine or feminine aspects of yourself. Consider the qualities and characteristics of the person that you are marrying. These are the qualities that you need to look at incorporating within yourself.

I thought about this for quite awhile today and I still cannot think of a good reason why I had this dream... There might not even need to be a reason at all other than just another random thought of mine (since I have been dating and all). To elaborate, the man I married was a very caring and passionate person who was honest, reliable and easy to get along with - all characteristics I feel I obtain as well. So... I am not thinking it had anything to do with incorporating these things within myself.... But uh, I have gone on a number of crap dates lately so I have pretty much come to the conclusion this dream was a longing for a good man to come into my life, even if him and I only become good friends... it would be nice to find someone to share life with at the moment.

Slacking Landlord.. Seriously.

So, in the dream I had last night... I was riding around in a golf cart with my new landlord. He was telling me stories about his tenants and then realized he had forgot to pick up rent for at least half of them in the beginning of the month. At first, I figured this was a good thing, but in all reality - it really sucks for us tenants paying rent.

Pretty sure this all came about because I paid first month's rent for the new place more than a week ago and the dude still hasn't cashed the check. Now I am highly annoyed because I have all this cash in my checking account and it is getting difficult to make sure all of it will be there when he finally does decide to cash the check. I am tired of looking at all this money I cannot spend!!!!