Doom Dreams

[Greg]

Goddamn allegorical dreams. I don't need that crap.

I'm in China with DM. We stay in a traditional hostel off some mall sleeping on pallets. There is a grocery store outside the mall near the hostel to get food. I know where the hostel is by its location to the grocery store. I get lost because the food place suddenly goes missing. It's my point of reference.. I wonder the mall with my stuff trying to find the hostel. I find my way to the end of the mall where there are these high end hotels. I try to show them my key card to the hostel so they can direct me back to the hostel. They are of no help. I place the key card down on a banquette and this guy tries to grab it. I grab it first. He then offers to sell me one of those old style cell phones big as a walkie talkie. His selling point i that it's fully charged.

I wander off to find the hostel. I wander outside where I realize our mall abuts an airport. I dodge baggage cars coming through. I see more asian people with mud smeared faces like they are going back in history. There is also some sort of flea market going on. In one booth I'm surprised they sell Irish Hurleys, the long sticks used to play Hurling.

About this time, I am awakened by Aoife jumping into bed after escaping from the backyard and into the house.

I don't need a goddamn dream to tell my I am having issues with the documentary.

[Drunk Monk]

This would be more interesting if it was a musical.

[Drunk Monk]

I'm at some sort of festival market place, not a music festival, more like the Renn Faire or something thematic. Maybe it's some sort of museum with an extensive gift shop. I'm there with the Yeti and we enter a room with red velvet wall paper, adorned with all sorts of exotic cold weapons. Weapons are hung on the wall like traditional sword trophies, and there's a display case like a store cabinet, above which is a large panel where many swords are mounted. I'm looking at some falchions and wondering if they could work as dao. The Yeti is amused, as if he never expected such a selection in such an unusual place. It's all very posh, or perhaps putting on airs to seem posh, but really it's just a shop with a lot of interesting antiques. 

PsychoAnal: Falchions came up in conversation recently, but I cannot remember with whom I was discussing such swords. Seems unusual. Maybe I saw some on one of my social network feeds, which are inundated with weapons, music and golden age divas (yes, I've trained my bots algorithms to show me what I want to see). Lately it's been a lot of diabetic foods.

[King Bob]

Sad that foods are also getting diabetes now.

[Greg]

What I don't need right now is a damn dream about not being able to find my father in some foreign city.

[Greg]

I had a lovely dream right before wakeup where I was at Lynch castle and the house was still full of junk the liquidators did not throw out

[King Bob]

I dreamed I was in a large crowded space with lots of people, and there was someone speaking over a loudspeaker. I was trying hard to hear what they were saying but couldn't make anything out. And while I was trying to hear, my dad came up and started saying something, which annoyed me. Then I woke up. I think maybe I was listening to the wrong message and should have paid attention to him.

[Drunk Monk]

I had an intense nightmare during one night at Orr Thar I meant to share, but I’ve forgotten it completely already. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.

[Greg]

I had a very graphic sex dream wherein I could not find the clitoris. Great way to start the week.

[Drunk Monk]

Did you tell El Señor a story about the clitoris?

[Greg]

Did you tell El Señor a story about the clitoris?

If I knew one, sure.

[Greg]

The alarm went off and I went hunting for my glasses only to find they had broken on the bed. The lens had completely fallen. Which was annoying because there was a strange alert coming through on the phone. In big letters on the screen was the word "Jittering". It appeared there was sort of massive earthquake, but because I didn't have my glasses I couldn't tell where the earthquake was located. It was all very frustrating as I tried to reassemble my glasses to see my phone.

Then the alarm went off for real. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing my glasses were fine.

This was a strange one because I had checked the clock and still had about ten minutes to sleep and that was the time I had for the dream.