The Cold Med Blues

So everything that was on tv. I dreamed about it today. As I floated in and out of cold med delirium. Some were sexy some where flashes of light with bright images. Others were about riding a horse across over a road... and then having to cross the same road again, while part of me found this funny another part didn't. As there were many wakening moments.. I'm not sure how I woke...

Sick and Dreaming of Pot?

It's true. My throat is killing me. I'm achy everywhere. I promised myself I would be true to this blog and write what I dreamt.

So I was consuming pot in every way possible. The dream starts of with me on a bus, the lady next to me has a thermos and a cup. She passes it to me and I drink some. I know right away what it is and seem to enjoy the flavor. Then I'm getting of the bus in the all to bright sunshine. Then from there I'm out in a field with some friends and I have a BAG like a 1 gallon size bag of pot. We run into a cop that is out looking for bad people.. whatever that means in my dream. The night goes on and we are joined by celib A.K. He's a party type guy and we are getting stoned with him. Out of nowhere we hear the barking of the dogs. We start running down a hill everything is a mess. Then we slide and roll further down a hill. Only to end up in what looks like an Indian village. Looking at the buildings and trying to find our way into one. A man comes out and just as he does the cop shows up with the two dogs. However the Indian man tells him that the pot is legal on the reservation and that he doesn't belong here. So the cop was in trouble and we were safe... I woke up bemused..

Cloudy With A Chance Of

The dreams were fuzzy and I was unable to focus. I remember feeling lost and confused.

I guess a night with out clear dreams is a good thing.

I Wish I Was Your....

It's all about this guy. A guy that I don't recognize I'm at a large building, like house or a church. We are inside. I remember that it's my building and the people living their are living there rent free. I want to show him every part of this building show him around. Turning on the television. I find it hard to sleep but he wraps his arm around me. I remember that I didn't want to drool on him. Even though I do. He seems ok with it. Rather happy that I do. Time moves on in the dream. I am going about checking out the many "pod" like rooms. I'm also looking for him. Everywhere.  Then I'm with him again. The dream has a sexual feel about it even though there is no sex happening.  I feel like I own him in someway that I need to protect him, watch over him, love him, and care for him. I wake baffled and confused.

Why, why, why?

My heart hurts. I can feel myself sobbing but unable to cry. My thoughts fall and float to walking in to dark places. Why why why why why.....let go let go let go let go...it's all there. I will my soul to leave and to stay gone and away. It won't listen to me. I am so angry at it for sticking around. Then she is there, by my side. My tears still won't come. I look at her, wanting to know why? How to end this all? How to stop what I'm feeling? She looks at me, and I know now what she knows. She knows that it's been in vain. We will be betrayed in the end, not through evil designs, but by love. The grasping of this. To KNOW makes me feel like I've been shaken to the core. I wake sobbing and screaming...

In The Winter

There's a trail of blood. Drops and then long red river-lets. Flowing and crimson. I look up and everything, all of the flakes start turning to ash. Everywhere I turn there are flames. The bletch and spew everywhere. My eyes start to burn from the heat. I can feel them, the things in the shadows watching me. They know. The white snow becomes gray. The air feels think and my skin feels like it's on fire. I can't see where to go. Where to run or turn. All I know is that they will be after me soon. If they get me they will claw and rip. They will bite and gnaw. I feel like there is no refuge around no safe place to go. No one to run to. The fear turns to panic, the panic builds to tears, the panic seizes my heart. I wake..clutching.. nothing....