I was in a house with a group of people. We were supposed to be using that house to make some sort of trip into space, and at one point it even turned into a space ship. I had been lying on the floor trying to sleep through the trip because I knew that the forces of take-off, landing, and the general weightlessness would make me feel all woozy and frightened, but for some reason I kept waking up. I remember the feeling of the floor shifting around under me, and I kept trying to hold on to it even though there was nothing to hold on to.
At some point during the trip, I found out that in order to make it back to the earth's surface, we would have to go out and slingshot around Jupiter. It was very odd because we were just in Earth's orbit. The trip out there was full of visions of dusty nebulae and swirling stars. We sped around Jupiter and came flying back. I saw many of the same things on the way back. I think I even remember returning to Earth and going to either our house or our old apartment.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
Em Anselmo
I was at my in-law's house looking at old pictures of my wife, Emily, from when she was fourteen years old. Em had told me previously (in waking life) that her parents didn't have many pictures of her from that age because she had her head shaved. (it was long on top , but shaved underneath) In the dream, though, when I was looking at the pictures, she really had a shaved head, as in nearly bald. In the pictures, she was posing and showing off all of her tattoos and flexing. In fact, she was very buff, almost as if she were a male in his mid-2os. There were tattoos of skulls and pentagrams and fire. The more I looked at them, the more she looked like Phil Anselmo from Pantera. I think that as I looked at them, I almost started seeing some of the scenes play out, and Em was very angry in them. I also vaguely remember wondering what had happened with all of her tattoos since she doesn't have any now.
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