dreams: May 16, 1998
caught in the moment
I'm lying in a bed. I'm turned on; I want to come. I have
my hand between my legs and am jilling off. I see that there
is a big window right next to my bed, down at a slightly lower
level. I look out the window and see M.J.'s face. She is standing
outside in a green yard that's very sunny. She is looking up
at me. We make direct eye contact. I try to keep a straight
face, but I instantly recognize that she knows -- she is aware
that I'm doing something naughty, about to climax. The look
on her face shows that the look on my face gave it away.
I smile.
flooding anger
NEXT, I'm at
Mom's
house. I see water dripping down from the walls and ceiling and
out of the cracks where walls meet floor. Pools of water are
seeping everywhere. I yell for Mom to come look. It's
flooding.
Then there is a lot of anger. A man is in the house.
I'm scared. Someone (Mom?) is angry at him. She is going
to inflict violence on him; she is going to kill him. I scream
for her NOT to kill him. But she doesn't hear me in time, swinging
an axe down into his head. She hears what I yell just in time to
slow down the momentum of the axe so that it doesn't cut his head
all the way off, instead gashing a deep diagonal slice into his
face, towards the back of his skull. He's still alive, trying to talk.
I'm glad she didn't kill him.
[Here I'm frightened enough to wake up. I look at the clock
and see that it's 5am. I'm in
San
Francisco, at my aunt Linda's
house. I look out of the bedroom's three big windows and see
the gorgeous sparkling lights of the city down below. It's
beautiful. I get up to go pee and then go back to sleep.]
rubbing Justin's back and then swimming
NEXT, I'm with a group of
Swattie
friends.
We decide to do a group game/activity in which one chosen person
is the center of attention, and everyone else focuses all their
loving energy onto him/her by giving massage and touch.
Justin Hall is first, lying
down in middle of all of us. We reach out our hands and touch/rub
all the parts of his body. Then I suddenly notice that I'm now
the only person there with him. Everyone else left for some reason.
I can't see his face because he's facing the other direction,
away from me. He's not wearing a shirt, so all I can see is
his bare back, which is tan, smooth and skinny. I massage his
back with all my effort.
Then I'm in a huge swimming pool with my friends. We are
all naked,
skinny dipping. I swim to the side
and sit on the steps. I recline out onto the ground,
stretching my arms out behind me, bending back against the side
of the pool. I'm content, happy with my body, proud of its beauty.
I like how my breasts are out for everyone to see.
Then I'm swimming around the pool. We are all playing
tag, having fun trying to swim away from each other. I stop
in the corner with a girlfriend and try to strategize a way
to escape "it" who is now approaching. We each swim in
opposite directions to get away.
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