Showing posts with label ryan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ryan. Show all posts
Friday, March 21, 2008
CYCLERY
All I've been doing in my dreams for the past couple of nights is building and repairing bicycles.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
RYAN, CAFETERIA
Theres a cafeteria in an art school, I'm at a table with a few others. The students work is on the wall; When I focus on a painting and without leaving my seat I get a close up view of the work. The next day when I sit down at the table. The anorexic blond who was at my right the previous day was gone. I had taken the seat she occupied, to the others it meant she wouldn't be back. They were excited over her replacement "she was had a bad attitude". At tables around ours people turned in there chairs to comment.
I was turned in my seat listening when I noticed an a man in his thirties an cholo type. The Cholo walked up to the front of the room just ahead of our table. His presence there gained everyones attention, When He spoke it was to invite us to call nondescript objects in a shelving unit by nick names he had chosen for them.
I was turned in my seat listening when I noticed an a man in his thirties an cholo type. The Cholo walked up to the front of the room just ahead of our table. His presence there gained everyones attention, When He spoke it was to invite us to call nondescript objects in a shelving unit by nick names he had chosen for them.
Friday, February 22, 2008
BIRDS HAVE HOBBIES.
The dream takes places at a green park that rolls along banks of a small river. It was a sunny comfortable day, I walked a cement path chain smoking wide cigarettes. During my walk I notice a good deal of graffiti. The high concentration of graffiti in this one park has me curious. Then I see it, I know who is responsible for all of it.
There is a single crow graffiti artist, I understand how the graffiti went up in the difficult spots. I have a flashback to a piece I saw on the overpass and other pieces he had done... A bird has access to all of them, I explained it to johanna. Luckily as I finished my explanation we spotted him near us painting.
I think I saw a ribbon in his mouth.R.
There is a single crow graffiti artist, I understand how the graffiti went up in the difficult spots. I have a flashback to a piece I saw on the overpass and other pieces he had done... A bird has access to all of them, I explained it to johanna. Luckily as I finished my explanation we spotted him near us painting.
I think I saw a ribbon in his mouth.R.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
OLD MEN DONT NEED BEARDS
I had a job taking care of a surly senior citizen in his home. Most of the details aren't there but I do recall at one point as he sat on a couch to my right his phone rang and I picked up for him. On the line was a man doing a terrible impersonation of a woman, The caller said he had dated my senior citizen in high school,Back then he called himself sarah or some other womans name.
Later in the dream at the same home I looked into a mirror and discovered I was wearing a full beard. The hair of the beard was long soft and fine, the mustache portion hid my mouth in a dark brown curtain of hair. I was excited over my new ability at facial hair growth, I went back not long after and there was only dark stubble. At the large framed mirror on the mantel I found hair clippings, dental tools and shears. I couldn't recall doing it but with the evidence there I accepted the guilt for the destruction of my the beard.
after that a few friends and I took a short bike ride that ended when I woke. I road a bmx bike.
The second dream took place in a restaurant. I was with a friend and his korean roommate. We all drew cartoons at the table on scraps of paper. I asked the roommate to draw a korean style cartoon then we discussed typical korean casual wear.R
Later in the dream at the same home I looked into a mirror and discovered I was wearing a full beard. The hair of the beard was long soft and fine, the mustache portion hid my mouth in a dark brown curtain of hair. I was excited over my new ability at facial hair growth, I went back not long after and there was only dark stubble. At the large framed mirror on the mantel I found hair clippings, dental tools and shears. I couldn't recall doing it but with the evidence there I accepted the guilt for the destruction of my the beard.
after that a few friends and I took a short bike ride that ended when I woke. I road a bmx bike.
The second dream took place in a restaurant. I was with a friend and his korean roommate. We all drew cartoons at the table on scraps of paper. I asked the roommate to draw a korean style cartoon then we discussed typical korean casual wear.R
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
A PURPLE WHEEL SETS THE END
The dream started with me standing over my bicycle in an open space (maybe a park). I was waiting for a midnight ride to begin.A friend on my left asked how much money I had put into my bike. $100 with my new wheel set, I looked down and saw that my orange bicycle was wearing purple wheels.
Johanna and I were going to meet at the rides start point, I can't remember the details of how we met but she was with a large guy, They may have been holding each other around the middle. we walked a very short distance to a cheep fast food place, taco bell or some mexican knockoff. Lots of plastic table chair combinations fake plants and harsh white lighting.
I asked johanna what she was doing, she wanted me to accept that they had kissed a few times but that she didn't like him much.
I was hurt and angry. I turned power walked directly out of the rear entrance. Ryan
Johanna and I were going to meet at the rides start point, I can't remember the details of how we met but she was with a large guy, They may have been holding each other around the middle. we walked a very short distance to a cheep fast food place, taco bell or some mexican knockoff. Lots of plastic table chair combinations fake plants and harsh white lighting.
I asked johanna what she was doing, she wanted me to accept that they had kissed a few times but that she didn't like him much.
I was hurt and angry. I turned power walked directly out of the rear entrance. Ryan
Friday, February 1, 2008
DIY, DEMI AND A SPORT BIKE
i was in the back yard chopping at a big log with an ax to make a pare of wooden handle bars for a new bike I had, but I was side tracked by a call from in the house. My grandmother was calling me in to watch my uncle rick(who isn't a blood relative) on the news, The newscaster said he had almost died eating a thanks giving dinner he made the night before , I knew it was feb and that seemed strange to me. The report showed the market where he bought the meat. They allowed cats to walk on the counters.
After i started using trash bags ironed together and a bunch of inexpensive white cooks aprons to make a messenger bag. I told my grandmother I would help her by paying for the duck dinner she was preparing to my right. She asked me what part I liked , since I was paying for the meal. 5:13 am.
not long after I had a detailed dream that was set on the boulders against the sea. the entire surface of the rocks was covered in penguins, myself and two others started across these bolders squashing the heads of these penguins as we went, my hand sank in the mass and one bit my finger. In the water close to the rocks where we were. I saw the big white belly of a shark. my two comrads had gotten into the water and I knew they'd be dead soon. so I moved to make my escape to the right I didn't look back i didnt want to see. I met a wall,where the wall of rock ended a woman was. she helped me up then peaked to see what was left of my friends. Pretty quickly i noticed I recognized the woman. she looked like a younger demi moore. I asked her name and it was. we talked for a wile I wanted to tell her about the career she would have. I wasn't sure I ought to tell her about her future in acting and her celebrity husbands.
my last dream I was on a sport bike riding down a freeway with a bunch of other riders. I didn't know how to work the gears and clutch but it didn't seem to matter I just used the throttle. In the middle of the freeway we did a u turn. We stopped to discuss where we were and if we had lost the main group I noticed a man to my left wasn't on a sportbike he was on a old and dark olive green track bike. the bike had a huge chain ring. I didn't believe he had been able to keep up with use the entire time.ryan
After i started using trash bags ironed together and a bunch of inexpensive white cooks aprons to make a messenger bag. I told my grandmother I would help her by paying for the duck dinner she was preparing to my right. She asked me what part I liked , since I was paying for the meal. 5:13 am.
not long after I had a detailed dream that was set on the boulders against the sea. the entire surface of the rocks was covered in penguins, myself and two others started across these bolders squashing the heads of these penguins as we went, my hand sank in the mass and one bit my finger. In the water close to the rocks where we were. I saw the big white belly of a shark. my two comrads had gotten into the water and I knew they'd be dead soon. so I moved to make my escape to the right I didn't look back i didnt want to see. I met a wall,where the wall of rock ended a woman was. she helped me up then peaked to see what was left of my friends. Pretty quickly i noticed I recognized the woman. she looked like a younger demi moore. I asked her name and it was. we talked for a wile I wanted to tell her about the career she would have. I wasn't sure I ought to tell her about her future in acting and her celebrity husbands.
my last dream I was on a sport bike riding down a freeway with a bunch of other riders. I didn't know how to work the gears and clutch but it didn't seem to matter I just used the throttle. In the middle of the freeway we did a u turn. We stopped to discuss where we were and if we had lost the main group I noticed a man to my left wasn't on a sportbike he was on a old and dark olive green track bike. the bike had a huge chain ring. I didn't believe he had been able to keep up with use the entire time.ryan
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