The Dream, and Other Stuff

[shanmonster]

In my dream, I am Luke Skywalker, and I'm helping Darth Vadar escape from the Rebel forces. I'm actually a short, stocky man with longish hair. Darth is a tall guy with a bit of a two-face: one side is handsome, and the other disfigured. We're lying on the floor of an old farmhouse just chilling out when a blue-lit space probe zooms over our faces. We know we've been sussed out, so we run for it.

We tear off outdoors, tromping through waist-deep snow. After doing a lap of the house, we dart inside. I peek back out through the doorframe and see a storm trooper, sans helmet, making his way toward him. I know I have to distract him in order to give Darth a chance to get away, so I decide to seduce the stormtrooper.

I trundle up to him, and begin rolling around in the snow. The next thing I know, I've turned into a woman, and I'm demanding money for my favours. The stormtrooper is mostly broke, and half the money he gives me is Canadian Tire money.

Then I wake up.

Whoa....

In other news, remember the disembodied squirrel tail I found a while back?

Today, while walking to work, I saw a squirrel sans tail hopping across the street in the general vicinity. Mystery (mostly) solved.

Now, if I could only find a wingless bird to go with the pigeon wings I saw lying on the street.

...

And to keep myself sane, today I picked two purple clover blossoms on the way here. When I get the chance, I admire them and sniff them. I think they are quickly becoming my favourite kind of flower. I have contemplated getting purple clover, in various stages of their development, around my lower back and front of my pelvis. I probably won't do it, though. I don't know if I'd want it permanently....

And one more thing: I may be learning to do Florentine-style flogging. Hmm.

Comments

a humble request

[starmae.livejournal.com]

for more information on "Florentine-style flogging" . . .

[zombienought.livejournal.com]

At university, after playing many hours of
Doom, I dreamed I was Luke Skywalker, and
I was having a lightsaber fight with Darth
Vader in a cave. We fought through the cave
and onto a beach, where we grappled in the
surf, rolling over and over as I thrust a
girthy wooden steak repeatedly into his
chest. I knocked off his helmet, and he was
suddenly the girlfriend of a friend of mine,
wearing that little sports bra she'd had
under her tshirt when we went hiking and
one of our friends had cut his head and
needed a makeshift fabric bandage.

After avoiding her for a year after that
dream, I began a sexual relationship with
her that was filled with fear and loathing
and lasted for years.

[zombienought.livejournal.com]

P.S. Is Florentine flogging similar to how
one makes Eggs Benedict?

[duhastbees.livejournal.com]

...yes.

also, I really enjoy dream stories.

[fourcorners.livejournal.com]

Have you given any thought as to whether or not your dream was really a past life experience?