the terrible Children

I dreamed I was in a battle.  Weapons were primitive yet we feared the idea of "magic" like nuclear holocaust.  We were scared, and no manner of preparation comforted us.  (For some reason I remember goat cheese...???).  We had a Ruler, a King, and he presented himself to us, soldiers, in our camp.  It was cold and wet out, the snow didn't stick.  The King said he has a solution to the war, that he would rely on magic to win, and we could leave and go home.  We welcomed this solution, and I left the camp for home skeptically yet thankful.  I got like 5 minutes down a road when a man came hustling up to me, screaming the plan did not work, and I needed to get back to the front.  There were other men running back with me shortly after, and we were ready to counter whatever the enemy had sent at us.  When we arrived, we found that the magic that the king used was to turn all the enemy soldiers into children, thinking it advantageous.  However, even as children, they still had intent, mission, and the same ferocity. No one of us sane had the heart to slay the children, and I watched the little ones overrunning and killing armored and teary eyed men easily.  That's all I remember.

Rudy

I dreamed about my friends.  I was with Leon, who was closer than my own brother, and with my dog Rudy.  I was in Junior High at the time, and I remember what we used to do often, dorks, but it was fun and it made an impact on my life, and I dreamed about it.  One night, Leon and I loaded up our pellet guns, I put Rudy on his leash and we took a midnight stroll down farm road in Shiprock, NM.  Normally, that would be scary, but we had Rudy.  Rudy was a half Chocolate Labrador and Rottweiler mix, and he was totally retarded, in a good way (like Sloth from the Goonies).  I knew if he wanted to, I couldn't hold him back with his leash if it mattered, and if he got away he would most likely die protecting us or be back on the porch in the morning all fucked up, which was actually a normal occurrence.  He was not mean, but he was a beast, the most gentle I ever seen.  He viciously would attack stones, even broke a tooth on one, for example.  The moon was full, we walked along the irrigation ditch and found pipes lifted above the ground with rushing water inside them.  We tried their strength with a few .177 pellets, no effect.  We kept walking, and Leon told me a scary story about a wooden post that came alive, like a walking stick, and knocked on windows then resumed its position as a post.  I felt safe with Rudy on the end of the reigns anyway, but he pulled and sounded like he was choking himself in exploration.  This was not abnormal either, and I thought I best let him go or get him some water because I could see his foamy mouth in the moonlight.  Then, we found a field in the higher hills, in the desert, in the full moonlight.  There were glowing objects littered all across it, and I found when we got closer they were dryers and washing machines white reflective paint, and old white porcelain toilet bowls glowing under the moonlight, we were in a dump that was obviously unregulated.  I let Rudy off the leash and he immediately flushed out all the jackrabbits and prairie dogs hiding in the dump, and the place became alive.  That's all I remember. I miss my doggy.

twinkly Toes

I dreamed I was climbing a mesa, it was dark grey in color and the air was cool and foggy.  I got on top of it and it was full of... feet.  Yup... the ground had holes dug out every few feet, in a large grid.  in the holes, people were tied at their ankles and hung inside the holes upside down.  I could only see rope binding ankles and feet with diverse shoes wiggling against their binds.  I ran to the nearest set of feet, then thought "I might have to save them all, best not miss any..."  So, I left that set of feet and went to the corner end, thinking to pull them out of the ground one by one in order, so I didn't miss one and let them pass out or something, being upside down and "prolly" terrified and all... I started pulling people out of the ground, they were all wrapped in plastic grocery bags, arms bound behind their backs.  I didn't completely unbind them all, just pulled them up onto their sides or backs, ripped a hole in the plastic about their mouths so they could breathe, and hit the next.  As I progressed through the rows of holes in the ground, I noticed some peoples feet were violently trying to move free, and others were still.  I decided I would only pull up the people who had kicking feet or twinkling toes.  That's all I remember.

meditation

After a work out I laid on the floor with my headphones in, I fell asleep for like 5 minutes and probably would have slept a bit longer if I wasn't waken by a dream I had.  I dreamed I was riding a horse, it looked neon blue in color, like if it was bleach white at first then its coat was stained with blue toilet bowl water.  We were trotting along a path next to a pond, the pond was at the bottom of a cliff.  The water in the pond was murky and filthy looking.  As I stared at the pond, the horse started to trot into the water, against my will.  It was deeper than it looked, and I panicked.  The horse and I sunk so deep all of a sudden, and next I felt a current taking us deeper and deeper.  Next, I felt we were in a pipe system, I got off the horse and kicked myself in front of it in the pipe, in case the pipe became too small for the horse to pass and we both got stuck.  I was right, the pipe tapered so I was just the right size to pass through.  I was starting to panic that I would run out of breath before the pipe ended, or a clog or grate or strainer or something would have me stuck in a rushing, violent suffocation.  I was hoping (real hard!!!) and trying to restrain my panic and fear to prolong my one breath.  With that thought, I woke up.