Reflections Are Protection

Ok so my dad had lost our house to the bank, so we were looking at houses to buy for cheap. But instead we were looking at really expensive mansions. The retailer showed us an empty one so we  squatted there for a few days, and my homeless family came to stay and all their kids and their wives. The mothers had hired baby sitters for the kids and im like YO we don’t have the money to pay for the sitters so i had to fire and send home the baby sitters. I picked out a room with a hallway that attached to a big washroom. The previous person had left a bunch of make up in the counter so i put on dark purple (with gold highlights) eyeshadow then navy blue eyeliner.

The reason this dream stands out to me so much is that i could see my own reflection in the mirror while i was applying my makeup.  

*Mirrors symbolize the imagination and the link between the conscious and unconscious. You may be contemplating on strengthening and changing aspects of your character.  Learn from your flaws and how to improve them. Alternatively, the dream means that you are unwilling to acknowledge your unconscious emotions.

Clothes

On a building stoop this guy had placed his old clothes outside for donation. I was going through it and was taking everything, there were such great dresses! And i took them all back to my  apartment which was the old hide house in Acton.

Mexican Restaurant?

Location Station house, or poor parry sound

I was commenting what a good bar this run down blue building would be, it looked southern house with a double porch and a Mexican restaurants beside it and a parking lot across the road!

 I walked down the hill to the water and outside a house was a  litter of kittens so I played with them. A ginger came out (I was the new kid in town) I showed him my idea of the great new bar i was going to open. He showed me their basket of weiner/golden retriever outside and I knew that this was the dog for me. Something happened and I saw someone cuter so i ditched the first guy and walked down to the docks. We decied to go for a hot tub, turns out its in a swamp and slip knot was there chilling cause he does their album art work. 

Zee endo

Inner City Pressure

OK its winter, its Gotham city meets New York. I am a street kid. I am in this luxury condo, owned by a woman and her husband and their daughter. The condo is the ultimate of wealth . I spend an evening or a day there with the wife. On the way out I shout out

‘you have a basement?’

‘of course!’ says the husband, for the first time acknowledges that 1) i am a young girl 2) i am pretty 3) pretty reckless.  The basement is dark with pot lights and a giant tv, but the basement is out of use because it is also filled with boxes. Then they go down a curved stair case to a laundry room and a maid’s room. I see a door that leads to a delivery hallway. Then the sexual opportunity becomes apparent between the husband and I. Oblivious to the wife that I am a threat to their marriage, she has shown me the trap door.  The time of our tryst is set up, fast forward dream realm. Now comes the deep dynamic, the daughter. Silent, she has been observing everything and is aware if her father’s actions. Because it’s my dream I could sense everything that she was thinking. When I come back for out rendezvous she had set up some traps and guards (barbies that fight and shit) when i made it up stairs there was a BBQ going on. 

Dont let the sadness out, let the tears out

I dreamt that Brittany Wilson and i were cheerleaders on a stand recruiting other members. We cheered for the criminally insane.  

We had signed up for classes and Britney was worried about her break up with Craig we and the coach gad a try out for two other players who were normal. The second try out there was a shoot out, it was emotional because the sheep in the field where we had practiced had been shot. I tried to get Brittany to climb up top the shed but she and Craig got shot

Their bodies where laid to rest in a swamp. The coffins were set in giant iron cafes with the tombstone on the door and on the top. Then the bodies would sink in below the water to rot and the cages would prevent the bodies from being eaten by animals such as alligators. Brittany tried to climb in but i pulled her by her arm by the flow of the water.

After a grieving time I came back to the school as a patient. I was sad because of the death of Brittany. Everyone was setting up and sitting around waiting for the banquet dinner. There was danishes and fancy salads. I lied about getting cigarettes. I felt like crying so I announced I was going to the washroom to cry but the stalls were all full and the back ones had been turned in to showers. I turned the water off in one to sit in it.

*bitch plz its a dream not an essay