Two nights ago, elephants and Mariah Carey

So my friend and I were on some kind of safari. But we were separated from the group. Possibly a lion attack. Anyways, we find this ancient water system, and we decide to take it. We are in what appears to be an aqueduct. When we turn the corner, the pathway is filled with elephants! They are filling their bellies with water. Will they think we are predators? We proceed with caution. As we make our way through the crowd, the elephants get bigger and bigger. Soon we realize that one wrong move will mean our death! And then, we make a wrong move. The elephants start stamping their feet and screaming with rage. We have to run through the stampede. Finally, we crawl out, exhausted, filthy and bleeding. We haven't eaten or drank anything for two days. We stumble through the forest and then, there is a large mansion, overgrown with plants and moss. Inside is a group of potters. Master potters. They are silent. Apparently, they took a vow of silence. We try to explain our situation, but they don't speak English. And then suddenly, the cramped potters studio turns into a mall.

Mariah Carey is there with a group of women. I refuse to do something and she threatens to go to the top and have me killed. I don't really care about Mariah Carey.

Two nights ago, a road and a river

I was skate boarding in some European city, perhaps Paris. But the guys I was with left me behind. That's when the road, all the traffic turned into a giant lazy river underground. This was the main source of transportation. I was with my brothers, and I was desperately trying to keep up with them. At one point I pooped a belt and was concerned that I had some terrible health problem, but my brother's consoled me and told me everyone poops a belt sometimes. And then I was in a study, with rich wood. There were a students surrounding a table, with an old man, with a funny beard and a black Edwardian suite on. We were all looking down, and before us was a road. But the road appeared to be not solid, it was changing, changing into a river. And he said, " For those who see a road, they will see a road, for those who see a river, they will see a river" I wanted to jump in, and feel the cold water, I remember feeling, I want this road to be a river.

Last night, the holy grail

Looking at cute over-load, there was a picture of a snake, and then it hit me! Last night, I discovered the holy grail along with other Christian relics and treasures. But they were all filled with dead snakes and lizards. I was speaking to my Native American friend at a swim meet when I was hit with this overwhelming feeling of dread. Horrible horrible dread. I went to check on the treasure to discover that some of snakes were coming to life. I was staring at one and its eyes slowly opened. It was absolutely terrifying. I realized that I had to get rid of it, that some power was awaken, and that it would only lead to destruction. But I had to hide, I couldn't give it to someone else because I feared what they would do with this awesome power. But where to hide it? If I buried in my backyard, years later, developers would fine it. If I went to a construction site and threw it in the cement, years later again, new contractors having demolished the building would find it. Where could I bury this terrible discovery?

Last night, a murder and then Obama

So my brother, along with two other guys, wanted to get this experimental surgery. They wanted to be able to get cybernetic parts implanted into their body to enhance their mental and physical powers. I thought that the doctor was...off. Something wasn't right about this whole situation. I tried to get my brother to leave, but he was insistent about the surgery. He was going to go third. When the first patient was hooked up to all the necessary equipment and IVs, something horrible started to  happen. I never saw the patient, but all I could see was that the IVs started to either melt or dry up and turn to dust and then the patient just started to scream. Soon, the doctor was out the back down, running. He had taken every one's money and killed a man. I had to make a decision. I decided to follow. I ran after him, but I wasn't the only one who was tracking this murdering scum bag. Rorschach and an Chinese cop were on his tail. All I had was a pen for a weapon, I was so angry at this man, this man who took lives and could have killed my brother, I just wanted to stab him. I was chasing him down fire escapes when Rorschach came from no where to cut off his escape. And then the cop managed to get this syringe away from the doctor, I thought for sure she was going to inject him and kill him, but she just knocked him out. But then it was just me and my brother with this body, and he kept waking up, trying to kill us and escape, and we kept having to knock him out, and finally we were like, maybe we should call the police?

And then I was at an all you can eat buffet with President Obama. All I wanted to do was smell him for some reason. My friend simply wanted to touch him.  There was a huge crowd, and the man simply wanted to get some dinner, but people were treating him like he was Jesus or something. 

Last night, snippets

Some of the things I remember from last night.

- Having a fever of 118 degrees and thinking, OH GOD!

- Having my high school history teacher over for dinner and not wearing pants.

- driving my car up a huge hill and then having its engine explode!

-watching the guy from Will and Grace be made fun of on TV for speaking Spanish poorly and saying he had a fever of 195, instead of 105.

- Being a beautiful Latina woman who was trying to escape her drug pin abusive boyfriend in order to run off with a spy ( Michael from Burn Notice) and to become a secret witness for the State.

- Being in log cabin that was an assisted living facility and realizing that some of the residents were actually demons, harmless demons, but demons nonetheless.

-Watching an alternative version of Sense and Sensibility staring Kate Winslet.

Last Night, A math class

I was in math class. The classroom was outside. But there was a roof over our heads. The teacher had a stentorian voice and was passionately describing what we were trying to solve. He was waving his arms in the air and demanding that we understand the importance it had to the world. I didn't care one pinch about what he was saying. I was totally out of place and I seemed to be the big slacker in class. But there was dirt on my desk, lost of dusty dirt. So I put some water on it and started to make things. Soon, everyone wanted to create something out of this clay dirt I had made. And the we started to make our own throwing wheels. Pitiful things, but the whole class loved it. And then I noticed, in the corner of the room (that had now morphed into a inside studio) that someone had started long ago to make a body of an animal, but left it's head unfinished. So I threw some dirty clay on this wheel and made a head. It was a mixture of monkey and a lion. I put the head on and then the whole creature came to life. It had beautiful orange fur and started to purr loudly. I though he was too fat and wanted to carve some of his belly away, but it wast too late. He was real, flesh and blood.

Other parts of the dream that I can recall; going to Robert Redford's house on the coast and talking about baseball. I'm not sure if he was wearing pants.

Watching clouds move across the moon only to realize that they were in fact not clouds, but demons.

I was also flying a plane and at some point I got drunk.

Four nights ago, A race and land mines in China

There was an epic race. I was in it. It was a treacherous route. There were points along the way that you could solve puzzles and gain extra time. It started in my house, but my stairway turned into a mountain. My entire house expanded and morphed. It expanded constantly to create new paths for the many riders. You could chose how you went, and I went on horse back.

We were behind. There was a treacherous bridge, but we had to cross it. Saber, my horse, and I, started slowly. But Saber's legs kept falling threw the spaces in the floor boards. I kept having to pull him back up. It was a constantly struggle. Him neighing in pain, me screaming for him to pull himself up, muscles bulging, eyes popping, sweat pouring...  Even though my house was changing, there were at times where it would revert back to itself; a double image would appear. We finally got across, sore and out of breathe. The race ended in an attack of a castle, we were the last. We had tried to solve some of the puzzles, but I just couldn't do chemistry! There was something we had to find in order to complete the race. I can't remember if we found it.

The other dream... I was working in a rice field in China when this advancing army started to drop bombs on my fellow workers and I. What we didn't know was that there was also mines planted not far from our fields. We were trapped. Explosions surrounded us.  Fire and smoke filled the landscape. But I knew I had to escape. The army was surrounding the field; taking prisoners, shooting others. I climbed into an abandoned temple, but some of the soldiers saw me. I was extremely strong and flexible, so I pulled myself into tight corners in the ceiling to hide. The soldiers looked everywhere, but they soon left. I pulled myself onto the roof, hoping to run, when soldiers in tanks saw me. This was the elite group. They would not quit so easily. All I had to do was turn into a bird and fly away. And I did, just as the city in the distant started to explode.

A western journalist had been there and caught a picture of me jumping of the roof of a temple. I was in newspapers everywhere.