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Living Trees

February 20th 2008 14:03
This dream started out like The Simpsons. It started out with Liza and Bart, in human form, discussing the trees in the forest. It wasn't comedic at all.

The trees were alive. They had faces on their bases. When they were cut down (pushed over as it was, they weren't strong) Their brains, still made of wood, would be torn apart, and they would die. In a way I could feel their terror - these trees that had been around forever, with nothing to do but wait to have themselves and everyone they new killed for some mans money.

It was Lisa, who was worried about this, due to her social conscience.


When I was a kid I had all these stories in my head about a family. They went on all these weird adventures. This tree story seemed like something that would fit into one of these stories, and it became one. In the world of the dream, the story became fictional. The dream became about me, and I was designing a new story for this family, set up with the tree scenario.

Now Bart was me, and Lisa was my sister. We were standing on top of a playground, on the edge of the forest. I was telling her about the story.

Live Trees Sketch
Trees Sketch
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I was in Brisbane. My girlfriend and I had just come back from this big ball hosted by the Wilderness society. We had no way to get home. I was discussing possibilities with a man at a Hotel desk, who became offended by my attempts to seem upper class and respectable. My girlfriend then became frustrated and tried to walk home, with me running after her yelling "You can't just walk home in the middle of the night in The Valley! It's dangerous!"
This didn't stop her running through people's backyards, with me lagging behind. It started getting so dark I could hardly see a thing, and I was freaking out. Then I was like - woah man, maybe I'm asleep.


And I was!
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I was in Japan. I was chilling with my guide, a Japanese woman. I was speaking in Japanese to her, using actual Japanese. Even in my dream I was having some difficulty making sentences.
We were in a terrifying elevator, located on the outside of a building, going at ridiculous speeds, and made entirely out of fly screen.

Eventually we got off and went to a helicopter. For some reason I ended up having to jump out or something, and landed on a slim island. I then looked out and saw killer wales in the ocean. Then I saw the whale wrestling with something and realized I was in the middle of a Japanese crocodile farm. I was facing certain death as the crocodiles ran after me.

Luckily I was able to realize it was a dream in time to readjust the situation, and escape the crocodiles, as well as the missiles that were randomly being shot at me.
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Nothing

January 8th 2007 02:48
I dreamed of the sky, black with clouds. I was alone. It was windy, and dusty. There was nothing to do, and there never would be. The sky grew darker and darker, until the blackness was all that existed.
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John Howard
He was out! Labour had won!
First I was at home, watching TV or something. This didn't really matter as the material I was watching progressed to become the focus of the dream itself.

There was an election happening. Kim Beazly won, and I was overjoyed at the final end to Liberal rule.

However this didn't last long. Beazly made some major changes to the Industrial Relations laws, which went way too far in the other direction. This pretty much destroyed the Australian economy. Beazly was outsed by the Govenor General in much the same way as Gough Whitlam. I was shocked, and desperatly saddened. For a moment I though that Kevin Rudd should be able to save the day, but realised he'd been pushed out of the party by Beazly (yes, I realise the opposite to be true).

At this point I became confused. Eventually things kind of started becoming coheisive again with me at school, although it was fairly abiguous whether this was my school from home, or my school from Japan. I was speaking to some people there in Japanese, and spoke Japanese in my dream for the second time ever.

I ended up at a kind of grandstand listening to my teacher. The students were giving me shit, and when I was sarcastic back, the teacher shut me down. Eventually my friend came to talk to me about a school play (which seemed to be the end of year much up assembly). He was dressed in his costume, the dress Mr Macky wears in South Park, and I was kind of cut cos I wanted it to be more original.

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