9/14 – Whiny old man, my dad, and the edge of the world

Most of this series of dreams were forgotten, but the early portion involved my dad complaining about how unhappy he is with his life. He said he’s leaving me and my mom and moving to China. I was thinking, “Is this supposed to distress me in some way… because I’m 23 yrs old.” I told him “Stop being a little girl you’re just depressed cause you don’t have any friends.” And with that he left. I then think that he just bluffing so I look up my hacker friends on the internet and ask them to track down and triangulate my dad’s cell phone. After doing that, I realize I don’t have any hacker friends on the internet, so I have no idea who I just contacted.

The later portion involved me having to bring a message to god that Satan’s army is coming for heaven. They’ve already destroyed the Greek polytheist version of heaven and now they’re coming for the Christian version of heaven. There was another guy with me who’s supposed to be guide or something, and the way we’d reach heaven is by going to the edge of the world and riding the giant geysers to heaven’s entrance which is a hatch door in the sky. We get to the edge of the world by swimming there because up until the edge of the world is just a tropic beach like in The Truman Show. At the edge, there are wooden fences painted red and beyond the fences are swirly waves of landscape made of red wooden planks. My guide and I are trying to figure out how to ride the geysers up to heaven because we could just get on top of them, they would rip our bodies to shreds. I had the idea of building a chair of some sort and using that to ride the geysers, but before we could do it I wake up.

- The edge of the world

9/13 – The gang of old competitive runners

I’m in some sort of art school entrance exam where we have to recreate a piece of art that we’re only allowed to look at for 10 seconds. Mine was a little sculpture thingy made out of blobs of blue and brown clay. In the middle of it, a janitor comes over and I suddenly feel the urge to poop. I see a toilet and I use it, but when I finish the toilet turns into a trash can and I feel embarrassed and confused. Luckily the trash can had a flush on it and I flush, so at least now I have some way of justifying why I pooped in a trash can. Another examiner comes around and asks if I’ve forgotten what my original sculpture looks like, and I say “Yes” because lost track while pooping. He shows me the sculpture again and it turns out to be a bus made out of clay. I get really frustrated because now I have to start over again.

Eventually I give up on the exam thinking I’ll never get in any ways and I start seeing a film on the sculptures we had to recreate. Turns out a long time ago there was a group of competitive runner that were all friends and one of them had died and the sculptures were the different memories of the surviving runners of their dead friend. They rode in a bus together, hence the bus. And the friend was killed by a car accident, hence the blobs of clay. The film then cuts to a movie trailer looking scene with all the surviving runners, and they’re all old now. One of them was a creepy old Asian guy, one of them was a black guy that looked like Danny Glover and had a prosthetic penis, and the last guy that I saw before waking up was a black midget to whom the Danny Glover look-alike takes his prosthetic penis and throws it to him.