Purple monkey dishwasher
Apr. 21st, 2004 05:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sailorhathorMy brain has been coming up with weird shit for me to dream about again. This one was a doozy.
Friendly warning, Ari, my house catches on fire in this dream, and it made me think of you. Hope that doesn't upset ya, it being brought up like this.
In the dream, I could look out various windows and see corners of my house, in a way that the house just does not go structurally. There were all of these firemen outside taking care of spontaneous fires; I don't know why the fires were starting, but my house kept catching fire and they kept putting water on it. I thought oh no, the fires won't stop, my dad and I should get out of here to make sure we don't get trapped in here if the fire spreads. I started collecting everything that was important to me to take with me, when another fire started, or so it seemed. There was all this smoke coming out of the house's corner. A couple guys ran over and tried to smother it, then freaked and jumped off the house when this thing opened up and a MISSILE came out. The missile flew off to blow something up, I don't know what. I went, "We have a MISSILE SILO in our HOUSE and I didn't know about it?!!"
I ran downstairs to ask my dad if he knew about the missile silo. He immediately started talking and got me to do a couple things for him, looking out the window for something and stuff, then I finally got to ask him, "Did you know that we have a missile silo in our house?!" And he replies, "Of course I knew about it." Me: "Why'd you let them do that?! Someone's going to bomb us now!" Dad: "They give you a big tax cut if you let them build one of those things in your house." X-|
Some sort of war was going on. That was a bizarre dream, with all the dramatic emotions to go along with it. It's hard to collect everything that means something to you and put it all in a backpack. It won't all fit! :D I was just frantic, running around grabbing photo albums and stuff.
Friendly warning, Ari, my house catches on fire in this dream, and it made me think of you. Hope that doesn't upset ya, it being brought up like this.
In the dream, I could look out various windows and see corners of my house, in a way that the house just does not go structurally. There were all of these firemen outside taking care of spontaneous fires; I don't know why the fires were starting, but my house kept catching fire and they kept putting water on it. I thought oh no, the fires won't stop, my dad and I should get out of here to make sure we don't get trapped in here if the fire spreads. I started collecting everything that was important to me to take with me, when another fire started, or so it seemed. There was all this smoke coming out of the house's corner. A couple guys ran over and tried to smother it, then freaked and jumped off the house when this thing opened up and a MISSILE came out. The missile flew off to blow something up, I don't know what. I went, "We have a MISSILE SILO in our HOUSE and I didn't know about it?!!"
I ran downstairs to ask my dad if he knew about the missile silo. He immediately started talking and got me to do a couple things for him, looking out the window for something and stuff, then I finally got to ask him, "Did you know that we have a missile silo in our house?!" And he replies, "Of course I knew about it." Me: "Why'd you let them do that?! Someone's going to bomb us now!" Dad: "They give you a big tax cut if you let them build one of those things in your house." X-|
Some sort of war was going on. That was a bizarre dream, with all the dramatic emotions to go along with it. It's hard to collect everything that means something to you and put it all in a backpack. It won't all fit! :D I was just frantic, running around grabbing photo albums and stuff.
