Sunday, September 18, 2005

Dream: A racetrack and the X-files

There was one where I was riding in a car with my mom, I think, and there was this stretch of road where there was no speed limit but the road was kind of shaped like a weird figure eight without really crossing itself. I don’t know how it could have been that way, but that’s how it seemed. There were these huge buildings with different machinery like they belonged to a farmer and I was wandering through them. It seems like my mother was there, but I never saw her. It was more as if she was a piece of my consciousness talking in my head or something. Wow, would that be hellish if I couldn’t turn it off.

Somehow it either became another dream or I just started to have another dream where there was David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson as well as these two other people and I think there were two others or perhaps the other people played both parts somehow. It was like they were pulling stunts on people in general, and the people, a man and a woman went along with what they were told. The people who were in charge were arguing because the man had come up with a stunt to pull and the woman was disagreeing, though she had already started setting up a bank robbery. It was as if they made the bank for the stunt, and while I was watching them—like a camera that wasn’t a part of the action I noticed how the walls were painted. They were different blocks that looked like bricks straight from some creepy place but it wasn’t all finished yet. There was also fire painted on the wall but it hadn’t been finished yet.

Then the X-file people were supposed to be playing aliens in this bank robbery somehow but they weren’t sure about how they were supposed to act, so they went to the two people who were supposed to be performing the bank robbery and I could hear my mom go oh no, because the X-file people were giving away the perfection of the lady’s plan. Then the planner people came in the room and the woman sat down in a chair and pulled the man on her lap, bouncing him a little. She said “he’s so small, it’s like choking a train!” He had his hands up straight out like a zombie and she pushed his right one down with hers going “vrooooooooom.”

There were other ones right away before I was even asleep where I was other people or watching other people somehow but they had some sort of meaning to me while I remembered them.