recent dream

I been dreaming a lot this past week, and I had a really really good one.

I was on this train traveling over vast tracks of natural wilderness, mostly plains, but also shrubbery, maybe sort of like Africa and parts of China. It was really pretty. There were some mountains in the background. It was supposed to be a scenic ride. Then, the train went down a waterfall! It was like there were tracks right next to the waterfall or kind of on top of it like a roller coaster. I could feel the inertia of going down, too, the kind of uncomfortable feeling of my stomach going up. I got the feeling of wanting it to stop, but then I became ok with that feeling, and it was more enjoyable. The train kept riding around the plains a little and it went down another waterfall before the ride ended. A lot more stuff happened afterward, but I don't really remember clearly. Lilian was there, too, and she might have been wearing a tutu.

Cut Fingers

Last night I dreamed that I kept getting this long paper cuts that would appear on my fingers. Then I got a pretty deep one on my middle finger, and it was scary. Then I realized that there was a shallower one on that finger on the other side so that my finger is cut almost all the way around. I started using scotch tape to tape the deep cut shut. For some reason I couldn't find a bandaid or didn't want to use one. I started driving to the hospital or something. It was a little bloody, but not too bad.

Maybe I had this dream because I am really busy with the conference and work and friends, and I'm worried about being able to keep it all together.

dreams addendum

last night i dreamed but in order to find out if i was dreaming or not i had to wake myself up. it was exciting.

i dreamed that i was riding a new kind of bus with my cat, charlene, and this girl who invented this new high-speed bus. this bus could accelerate to 1000 mph when going straight. in my dream, it really felt like i was on the bus. we started speeding up a hill. i could feel the momentum of being on a bus. i was thinking about what if we weren't able to slow down and we became airborne at the peak of the hill. we could get in a crash and i might actually die. but then how would i know i was dead? i figured that if i got a phone call on my cell phone from teddy (maybe it was franklin?) roosevelt, i would know i was dead because that would never happen in real life. so then i fall asleep on the bus or something. next thing i know, i was laying in a bed in a dark room next to the girl on the bus. we were sort of confused and weren't sure what had happened. then she realizes that she's dead. and i was like, really? am i dead? i notice that she has my cell phone in her hand, and i grab it, and i see that teddy roosevelt has called me. and i realize i'm dead. i jump out of bed, and walk around the room towards the door. there is a small refrigerator. the room was sort of like a hotel room. i was like, wow, i'm dead? this is awesome! i was really excited because death was like a continuation of life. i open the door, but this whole time i'm still not sure if it's real or i'm dreaming. so i opened my eyes and woke myself up, and alas, i wasn't really dead. oh well, maybe next time.

i really thought i was dead, though, and it was awesome.

last thought
infected mushroom was more rock than electronica. so that was a little disappointing, but it was still fun. we got to see alex grey paint there.

dream like yang!

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/09/16/fashion/16lucid.html


realize you're dreaming and Take Over.

yang, you should run workshops too