Allie Cat
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I've been having really weird dreams lately. Maybe you can help me figure out what they mean, or maybe you can just laugh your head off at my weird subconscious. Regardless...
The night before last, I dreamed I was an airplane pilot. I worked for a company that had me traveling all over the world, and when I was in other countries I stayed in hotels. Whenever I had to stay for a long period of time I would get very lonely and miss Carla a lot, so I spent a lot of my time being depressed. One night, I was in my hotel room, reading a book, when a young woman opened the door and walked in, acting very provocative. I asked her what she was doing in my room, and she said, "Don't worry, I'm just an illusion." I assumed, in the dream, that Carla had made the illusion for me so I would not be lonely.
On the next several trips, more illusion women came to my room. Sometimes they were random girls I'd never seen before, sometimes they were Carla - finally the last one was a girl who looked like she was from the pacific islands somewhere and was probably about fourteen years old. When I got home from that trip I asked Carla about the illusions. Her response: "What illusions?"
At this point we were standing in the basement, and water was flooding across the floor around us. It was draining down into a hole in the floor. I was so shocked to hear that she had not been sending the illusions that I dropped the things I was holding in my hands - a styrofoam cup and a small metal object that looked somewhat like a medallion or something. As it fell, I realized that the metal object was what had been sending the illusions. I grabbed at it, trying to catch it, but Carla pulled me back and it was swept down the drain. She then told me it was my mother who had been sending the illusions.
The next day, I was to fly out again, probably for another week. I was in the plane with my co-pilot, about to start it up, when I realized that I had forgotten the keys to the airplane. I got out of the plane and ran out of the airport. I didn't want to fly again, so I ran into the woods and down a path. After a while the path disappeared, and I saw a river flowing nearby. I walked along the banks of the river until I reached a dock with a boat tied to it. On the dock was Carla, in the body of a fox. She told me we needed to take the boat to a certain street, so we got into the boat and started rowing downstream.
After a short amount of time, we reached an open lake. In the lake were signs poking up out of the water - street signs. We tried to find the sign for the street, but in the entire lake we could not find it. We started to row back, but about ten feet from shore the boat suddenly sank out from under us. We swam over to shore. Carla pointed out that the current was too strong for her to swim back upstream, so she was going to walk around and meet me at home. Since I needed to go back to the path, she released six snails into the water. These snails were carnivorous and could reverse the flow of the water (??). They had two mouths - one on the top of their body, ringed with six sets of teeth like that of a lamprey eel, the other in the front with pincers which would reach out in order to grasp live prey. Carla then started throwing shrimp into the water. When the snails saw the shrimp, they would swim toward them and reverse the flow of the river. I kept throwing shrimp ahead of the snails for a while until I was sure they would not change direction, then quickly swam downstream.
By the time I got back to the dock, the stream had dried up. I began to walk roughly in the direction of the path, and soon found it again. After walking down the path for about fifteen minutes, I came upon an old, broken aluminum ladder leaning against a steep dirt incline. I cleaned the vines and dirt off of the ladder and began to climb up the incline.
When I got to the top, I found a tarp on the ground. I pulled it back. Various items were under the tarp - a video camera, some CDs, some childrens' toys - in very good shape considering they had been buried for who knows how long. I heard some crashing behind me and turned around to see my little brother coming out of the trees. I greeted him and we began to look around the area to see if we could figure out why these things had been buried.
I heard the sound of a car engine and pushed aside a hanging screen of vines. Behind the screen was another incline going down, and at the bottom was the mobile home I lived in. My father's car was there, because he had come to pick me up to take me back to the airport. As I looked down, he was driving away. I didn't really mind though, because I didn't want to be a pilot any more. At about this point, I realized the dream was getting pointless and woke up.
Now for my dream last night... even weirder.
I was the only daughter of a wealthy, very traditional family. My parents wanted me to marry a boy who I could not stand, in order to strengthen the family. I did not love him, and I did love Carla (who was still female in this dream).
At the point when this took place, Carla and I had taken my car to the house of a friend. It was dark and rainy outside. I don't know if this had any significance, but it seemed to at the time. We hung out at this friend's house for several hours, talking about various things. Then two other girls and a guy showed up. The guy was very hostile toward me, constantly questioning if I was actually female since I was with a girl and was not dressed 'girly'. I went out to the car, and Carla ran after me, telling me not to let him force me to leave, he wasn't worth it. I told her I wasn't leaving, and would be back inside in a minute. She went back in. A few minutes later, I came back in as well, wearing a velvet dress with tied sleeves. The guy shut up, but kept shooting me glares.
A little while later, the phone rang. Our friend answered it, and gave it to me, saying it was my father. My father told me that my mother was having one of her 'episodes,' and that I was the only one she would talk to. I said I would be home right away, and Carla and I went and got in my car to leave. At this point it was no longer raining.
As I drove away from our friend's house, on a four-lane highway up a mountain, we saw something in the road - two elephants. Carla screamed in fright, but I swerved off the road, onto the side, and drove right past them. "I bet I'm the only girl you know who'd just drive past two elephants in the highway," I said, and Carla laughed.
When we got home - I lived in a huge, victorian mansion well away from other houses - it was raining again. I ran inside. My father was sitting at a round wood table, playing cards with the man he wanted me to marry. He told me that my mother was in the living room, and I carefully walked in.
As I entered the room, I saw that all the furniture was covered with cats. Cats on the end tables, cats on the chairs, cats on the couch... I walked over to one of the chairs and saw my mother - she was a cat too. She was crying. She said she couldn't take being powerless any more, she needed to get out from under the foot of society. I knelt beside her and comforted her.
Then I woke up.
=Divals
The night before last, I dreamed I was an airplane pilot. I worked for a company that had me traveling all over the world, and when I was in other countries I stayed in hotels. Whenever I had to stay for a long period of time I would get very lonely and miss Carla a lot, so I spent a lot of my time being depressed. One night, I was in my hotel room, reading a book, when a young woman opened the door and walked in, acting very provocative. I asked her what she was doing in my room, and she said, "Don't worry, I'm just an illusion." I assumed, in the dream, that Carla had made the illusion for me so I would not be lonely.
On the next several trips, more illusion women came to my room. Sometimes they were random girls I'd never seen before, sometimes they were Carla - finally the last one was a girl who looked like she was from the pacific islands somewhere and was probably about fourteen years old. When I got home from that trip I asked Carla about the illusions. Her response: "What illusions?"
At this point we were standing in the basement, and water was flooding across the floor around us. It was draining down into a hole in the floor. I was so shocked to hear that she had not been sending the illusions that I dropped the things I was holding in my hands - a styrofoam cup and a small metal object that looked somewhat like a medallion or something. As it fell, I realized that the metal object was what had been sending the illusions. I grabbed at it, trying to catch it, but Carla pulled me back and it was swept down the drain. She then told me it was my mother who had been sending the illusions.
The next day, I was to fly out again, probably for another week. I was in the plane with my co-pilot, about to start it up, when I realized that I had forgotten the keys to the airplane. I got out of the plane and ran out of the airport. I didn't want to fly again, so I ran into the woods and down a path. After a while the path disappeared, and I saw a river flowing nearby. I walked along the banks of the river until I reached a dock with a boat tied to it. On the dock was Carla, in the body of a fox. She told me we needed to take the boat to a certain street, so we got into the boat and started rowing downstream.
After a short amount of time, we reached an open lake. In the lake were signs poking up out of the water - street signs. We tried to find the sign for the street, but in the entire lake we could not find it. We started to row back, but about ten feet from shore the boat suddenly sank out from under us. We swam over to shore. Carla pointed out that the current was too strong for her to swim back upstream, so she was going to walk around and meet me at home. Since I needed to go back to the path, she released six snails into the water. These snails were carnivorous and could reverse the flow of the water (??). They had two mouths - one on the top of their body, ringed with six sets of teeth like that of a lamprey eel, the other in the front with pincers which would reach out in order to grasp live prey. Carla then started throwing shrimp into the water. When the snails saw the shrimp, they would swim toward them and reverse the flow of the river. I kept throwing shrimp ahead of the snails for a while until I was sure they would not change direction, then quickly swam downstream.
By the time I got back to the dock, the stream had dried up. I began to walk roughly in the direction of the path, and soon found it again. After walking down the path for about fifteen minutes, I came upon an old, broken aluminum ladder leaning against a steep dirt incline. I cleaned the vines and dirt off of the ladder and began to climb up the incline.
When I got to the top, I found a tarp on the ground. I pulled it back. Various items were under the tarp - a video camera, some CDs, some childrens' toys - in very good shape considering they had been buried for who knows how long. I heard some crashing behind me and turned around to see my little brother coming out of the trees. I greeted him and we began to look around the area to see if we could figure out why these things had been buried.
I heard the sound of a car engine and pushed aside a hanging screen of vines. Behind the screen was another incline going down, and at the bottom was the mobile home I lived in. My father's car was there, because he had come to pick me up to take me back to the airport. As I looked down, he was driving away. I didn't really mind though, because I didn't want to be a pilot any more. At about this point, I realized the dream was getting pointless and woke up.
Now for my dream last night... even weirder.
I was the only daughter of a wealthy, very traditional family. My parents wanted me to marry a boy who I could not stand, in order to strengthen the family. I did not love him, and I did love Carla (who was still female in this dream).
At the point when this took place, Carla and I had taken my car to the house of a friend. It was dark and rainy outside. I don't know if this had any significance, but it seemed to at the time. We hung out at this friend's house for several hours, talking about various things. Then two other girls and a guy showed up. The guy was very hostile toward me, constantly questioning if I was actually female since I was with a girl and was not dressed 'girly'. I went out to the car, and Carla ran after me, telling me not to let him force me to leave, he wasn't worth it. I told her I wasn't leaving, and would be back inside in a minute. She went back in. A few minutes later, I came back in as well, wearing a velvet dress with tied sleeves. The guy shut up, but kept shooting me glares.
A little while later, the phone rang. Our friend answered it, and gave it to me, saying it was my father. My father told me that my mother was having one of her 'episodes,' and that I was the only one she would talk to. I said I would be home right away, and Carla and I went and got in my car to leave. At this point it was no longer raining.
As I drove away from our friend's house, on a four-lane highway up a mountain, we saw something in the road - two elephants. Carla screamed in fright, but I swerved off the road, onto the side, and drove right past them. "I bet I'm the only girl you know who'd just drive past two elephants in the highway," I said, and Carla laughed.
When we got home - I lived in a huge, victorian mansion well away from other houses - it was raining again. I ran inside. My father was sitting at a round wood table, playing cards with the man he wanted me to marry. He told me that my mother was in the living room, and I carefully walked in.
As I entered the room, I saw that all the furniture was covered with cats. Cats on the end tables, cats on the chairs, cats on the couch... I walked over to one of the chairs and saw my mother - she was a cat too. She was crying. She said she couldn't take being powerless any more, she needed to get out from under the foot of society. I knelt beside her and comforted her.
Then I woke up.
=Divals
